Thomas K. White West Texas Wind
[1] As dawn broke, with that first hint of light
The cowboy climbed the grey mare for there was little
time
Yes, there was little time
Desperate man quickly running’ outta ground
There was no doubt he’ll be dead if he’s found
Chorus
Ride, ride like that West Texas wind
Ride, ride or you’ll never see that sun rise again
Winchester and Colt would be of little help now
He was a desperate man running’ outta ground
[2] Right then the sound thundered in his heart
Fifteen to twenty riders with a galloping’ start
Oh, with a galloping’ start
Not more than half a mile back and riding’ hard
In big trouble but the border wasn’t far
Chorus
Ride, ride like that West Texas wind
Ride, ride or you’ll never see that sun rise again
Winchester and Colt would be of little help now
He was a desperate man running’ outta ground
[3] It didn’t look good as they were closing’ in
Another mile to the border, so how could he win
Would this be the end
Just then they slowed up and he didn’t wonder why
That silver he kept dropping’ had just saved his life
New Chorus
Ride, ride like that West Texas wind
Ride, ride and you’re gonna see that sun rise again
Winchester and Colt might be of some help now
Another cowboy in a Mexican town
Final Chorus
Ride, ride like that West Texas wind
Just in case throw a few more silver down
TAG
Ride, ride….ride, ride
Like a West Texas Wind
Ride, ride……ride………ride……
