ALL THIS WAY FOR THE SHORT RIDE
TOM RUSSELL

Strum E ' Spoken:
It's impossible, when dust settlin to the backs of large animals make a racket you can't think.
Impossible to conceive that pure fear whether measured in degrees of cold or heat can both freeze
and incinerate so much'.in mere seconds.

EWHEN THE CHUTE GATE WINGS AOPEN, HERE WE GO EAGAIN
ETHE DESPARATE ADANCE, THE KICK AND THE ESPIN
EDUST RISIN FROM A C#mCROSS BRED BULL, FIRE MEETS WITH G#mPRIDE
G#mTHE MAN'S COME AA LONG WAY, JUST FOR THE SHORET RIDE

HIS WIFE'S IN THE GRANDSTANDS, TRYIN TO SWALLOW THE FEAR
A LITTLE BABY INSIDE HER, WHO'S TIME'S DRAWING NEAR
THE BULLS FLYING HIGH NOW, THEN HE FALLS TO HIS SIDE
THEIR LOVE CAME A LONG WAY, JUST FOR THE SHORT RIDE

ETWO HEARTS IN THE DC#mARKNESS, SING A BLUE G#mLULLABY
G#mBEAT THE DRUM SALOWLY, FOR A COWBOY'S LAST ERIDE

AND WHEN THE DUST HAD ALL SETTLED AND THE CROWD DISAPPEARED
THE SIRENS STILL ECHO, IN AN UNBORN CHILDS EAR
LITTLE BOYS DUE IN APRIL, HE HAS HIS DADDY'S BLUE EYES
HE'LL ALWAYS REMEMBER, HIS FATHER'S LAST RIDE

ETHEY PREACHED AT THE C#mSERVICE, FROM JOHN G#m25
G#mHOW CHRIST CAME ALONG AWAY, JUST FOR THE SHORT ERIDE

EBEAT THE DRUM G#mSLOWLY, FAOR A COWBOY'S LAST ERIDE
EWELL THE CHUTE GATE SWINGS AOPEN, HERE WE GO EAGAIN