Текст песни Night Riders Lament - Ian Tyson

While I was out ridin'
The graveyard shift midnight til dawn
The moon was as bright as a readin' light
For a letter from an old friend back home

And he asked me why do you ride for your money
Why do you rope for short pay
You ain't gettin' nowhere
You're losin' your share
Boy, you musta gone crazy out there

He tells me last night I run on to Jenny
She's married, she has a good life
Ah you sure missed the track when you never come back
Cause she's the perfect professional's wife

And she asked me why does he ride for his money
Why does he rope for short pay
He ain't gettin' nowhere
He's losin' his share
He musta gone crazy out there

Then they've never seen the northern lights
Never seen a hawk on the wing
Never seen spring hit the Great Divide
Ah they never heard old camp cookie sing

Well I read up the last of my letter
I tore off the stamp for Black Jim
When Billy rode up to relieve me
He just looked at my letter and he grinned
And then he said why do they ride for their money
Why do they rope for short pay
They ain't gettin' nowhere and they're losin' their share
Hell they all must be crazy out there

And they've never seen the northern lights
Never seen a hawk on the wing
Never seen spring hit the Great Divide
Hell they've never heard old camp cookie sing
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