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Text: Black Clint. Go It Alone.


Here we are again my old friend
We rode to the ends of the earth and back again
We've seen all and done all that there is to do
Now you're ridin' the sky with the others we knew
Ridin' free like the drifer you are
With your back to the wind

But I have seen you and me with our backs to the wall
We have fought to be free from both sides of the law
Sometimes we're forgiven the chances we take
Most times we're just bending the rules when they break
But this is one ride just you alone have to make
Win, lose or draw

You go it alone my old friend
We could never know how just how it would end
We're just flesh and bone, we break and we bend
It's chiseled in stone, we say our amen
And you go it alone


There once was a time when we knew the trails
Now ahead or behind are fences and rails
We've outlived the lifetime and ran out of room
But every hand finally throws up his hat to the moon
Now the fiddler's just played his last tune
And told his last tale

He said, you go it alone my old friend
We could never know how just how it would end
We're just flesh and bone, we break and we bend
Now it's chiseled in stone, we've said our amen
And you go it alone

You go it alone, you go it alone