Driftwood Johnson Rides Again

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3:26

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Driftwood Johnson Rides Again copyright 2008 Flash Publishing He never did quit smokin'. But he had to quit the booze It had taken everything from him, that he had left to loose. She was the last to go, as she sat down by his side, And told him, "I can't stand to hang around, and watch a good man die". He knew right then and there, he had to find a way. To put all his pain behind him, and make everybody say . . . Driftwood Johnson rides again, ain't he somethin'. What a man. Eight plus seconds every ride, he's ropin' calves with just one hand Though he knows it's just a dream, he'd give anything To have her back here by his side, help him fix this broken plan Driftwood Johnson rides again He did the best he could, but the whiskey took it's toll He turned thirty-five the day before, the Good Lord claimed his soul As they bowed their heads, standing silently in prayer One cowboy took his hat, and raised it high, one final farewell wave And as she knelt there by his side they heard her say If you listen very hard, you can hear the angels sing Driftwood Johnson rides again, ain't he somethin'. What a friend. Heart of gold and nerves of steel, he loved that woman till the end And she knows it's just a dream, but she'd give anything To have him back there by her side, Softly holding her right hand One last kiss before the end, gently loving her and then Driftwood Johnson rides again . . . .