Lyric Night Rider s Lament

One night while I was out a ridin
The grave yard shift, midnight til dawn
The moon was 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
Tell me why do you rope for short pay
You ain t a gettin nowhere
And you re loosin your share
Boy, you must have gone crazy out there
He said last night I ran on to Jenny
She s married and has a good life
And boy you sure missed the track
When you never come back
She s the perfect professional s wife
And she asked me
Why does he ride for his money
And tell me why does he rope for short pay
He ain t a gettin nowhere
And he s loosin his share
Boy he must ve gone crazy out there
Ah but they ve never seen the Northern Lights
They ve never seen a hawk on the wing
They ve never spent spring on the Great Divide
And they ve never heard ole camp cookie sing
Well I read up the last of my letter
And I tore off the stamp for black Jim
And when Billy rode up to relieve me
He just looked at my letter and grinned
He said now
Why do they ride for their money
Tell me why do they ride for short pay
They ain t a gettin nowhere
And they re loosin their share
Boy, they must ve gone crazy out there
Son, they all must be crazy out there