Ditch Riders

We'll show them but they don't know we exist
Leathered boys in the security of darkness
Vernal lambs and the dogs of night

Play our jams in the broad daylight

Run this town, I'm the lord of the hicks
I know both kinds of music
I ride the C for an entire song
My golden harem, help me sing along

Ditch riders, methamphetamines
You can't stop the cowboy king

My voice is as good as Dylan's
Brought joy to tens of hundreds
Won the Flying Cross, you were still in bed
They say you only live once
I've died a thousand deaths

Ditch riders, methamphetamines
You can't stop the cowboy king

High sierra, skies of blue
Whispering pines, remind me of you

High sierra, skies of blue
Whispering pines, remind me of you

Skies of blue, reminds of you

Ditch riders, methamphetamines
Ditch riders, methamphetamines

You can't stop the cowboy
You can't stop the cowboy
You can't stop

The cowboy king
The cowboy king
The cowboy king
The cowboy king