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While I was out a-ridin' The graveyard shift midnight till dawn The moon was as bright as a reading light For a letter from an old friend back home He asked me Why do you ride for your money? Why do you rope for short pay? You ain't gettin' nowhere And you're losin' your share Oh, you must've gone crazy out there He said last night I ran into Jenny She's married and has a good life Boy, you sure missed the track when you never came back 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 And he's losin' his share Oh, he must've gone crazy out there But then they've never seen the northern lights They've Never seen a hawk on the wing Letras de cancionesThey've never seen the spring hit the Great Divide They ain't never heard old Camp Cookie sing Now, I read up the last of my letter And tore off the stamp for Black Jim When Dougie rode up to relieve me He just looked at my letter and grinned He said now Why do they ride for their money? Why do they rope for short pay? They ain't gettin' nowhere Damn sure losin' their share Son they All must be crazy out there Because they've never seen the northern lights They've never seen a hawk on the wing They've never seen the spring hit the Great Divide Ahh- they never heard old Camp Cookie sing From Letras Mania