The Ride

Sometimes when you think about life and its challenges you wonder what the heck you think you're doing-loosely translated I would say you're asking yourself if you've bit off more than you can chew. Bottom line is, you probably did, it's too late now, and let's get on with it. Hundreds, thousands and probably millions of other people through the annals of time, have done this same thing (dumb, stupid, smart, hard, whatever-the needles and nails brambles and thorns that life entails) and they survived it (probably were better off for trying) and if they survived, you can too.

Which brings me to another favorite song!! :) by Chris LeDoux, The Ride

I was six years old, my brother was ten
One July day came running in,
seen a Ferris wheel at the edge of town
So, of course, we headed on down

Well it took us an hour to walk that far
Carrying our fortune in a Mason jar
It was all pretty sad, a cheap county fair
With a few old rides, but there was ponies there

Well, the ponies stunk and the air was still
In that dusty circle behind the Ferris wheel
This old guy smelling of smoke and rum
Swung me up and sat me down on one

Well I'd never rode a horse but I'd seen it done
Cowboy movies made it look like fun
This old man whispered a few soft words
It was the best advice I've ever heard

Chorus:
He said "Sit tall in the saddle, Hold your head up high
Keep your eyes fixed where the trail meets the sky
And live like you ain't afraid to die
And don't be scared, just enjoy your ride"

I went up a kid with shaking hands
But I came down a full grown man
It was like he'd cast some Voodoo spell
Things were different for me now, I could tell

'Cos whenever troubles came wandering in
His rhyme would pop in my head again
And somehow I rode through the needles and nails
Brambles and thorns that life entails

CHORUS:
"Sit tall in the saddle, Hold your head up high
Keep your eyes fixed where the trail meets the sky
And live like you ain't afraid to die
And don't be scared, just enjoy your ride

Well I know some day farther down the road
I'll come to the edge of the great unknown
There'll stand a black horse, riderless
And I'll wonder if I'm ready for this

Well, I'll saddle him up and he'll switch his tail
And I'll tip my hat and bid farewell
And lift my song into the air
That I learned at that dusty fair

"Sit tall in the saddle, Hold your head up high
Keep your eyes fixed where the trail meets the sky
And live like you ain't afraid to die
And don't be scared, just enjoy your ride
Naw don't be scared, just enjoy your ride"

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