Well it's hard to find a night horse That one sure-footed right horse To ride a cowboy safely through the dark The finest one I ever rode Was a short-leg bay named Little Joe When I signed on with this outfit in South Park Well the night was still and the moon went down Through the herd there was not a sound That's the time an old hand knows a cow might run Sure enough they jumped and ran Went crashin' through the smooth strand And twenty buckaroos knew what was to come CHORUS: They're runnin' boys, they're runnin' You all go run along Don't try to turn 'em back 'til they tire Just let 'em run their course Turn it over to your night horse Let him bring you back on home to the fire Well a lot of things that night happened That later got us laughin' 'Though in the moment we were all strung out pretty tight Joe Petty thought a clump of chimeeza Was a bedded down herd of cows So he circled around 'em singin' 'til daylight Then his night horse stolen by the cook Old Bill Jim got set afoot Cussin' out that cook as they rode away But they didn't go far and they had a bad wreck Bill's horse died of a broken neck And the cook stumbled through the night in a daze CHORUS Well it's gopher holes and steep ravines That in the night cannot be seen So he must use somethin' other than his eyes Whatever birds fly south on I guess that's what he counts on Little Joe could carry me through to sunrise CHORUS Just let 'em run their course Turn it over to your night horse Let him bring you back on home to the fire Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com