Alright
Runnin' on like the risin' sun
Like a wild horse thunderin' on
Fly, fly, fly through the wind and storm
Now I'm runnin' free
Heart and soul that's my old bag
I leave behind a trial of sorrow and pain
Cry, cry, Lord, he calls my name
Not even you could take the blame
Ride on, silver horses
Drive, drive past the wind
A candle burns for my tortured soul
In a chapel where she whispers my name
Pray, pray, pray just to pay my toll
For sins of yesterday
Ride on silver horses
Drive, drive past the winds
Ride on silver horses
Drive on past my sins
Ride on silver horses
Drive, drive past the wind
Ride on silver horses
Drive on past my sins