He was more than just a drifter
An angel in disguise
In a worn out leather jacket

Where he used to make his home
His luggage was the bags beneath his eyes


And we're ridin' on, ridin' on
With a sense of deceny, secure in insecurity
And we're ridin' on, ridin' on

I should've told him, I loved him ridin' next to me

Ridin' next to me, ridin' next to me


He was sorta anti-social
Didn't know from mediocrity

We never entertained the notion
That he and us could be
Only just a memory


And we're ridin' on, ridin' on
With a new desire, we shoulda tried and make 'em see

And we're ridin' on, ridin' on
I shoulda told him, I loved him ridin' next to me


Ridin' next to me, ridin' next to me
Ridin' next to me, ridin' next to me
We'll be ridin'


So fine, the sounds fall through your fingers
Before you know they're history

But still I find he's on my mind
The separation, he took a little part of me


But we're ridin' on, ridin' on
I must admit it, through all the painful memories
We'll be ridin' on, ridin' on

I miss the comfort, I miss him ridin' next to me

Ridin' next to me, ridin' next to me

Ridin' next to me, ridin' next to me
I miss him ridin', ridin' on
Ridin', ridin' on

Ridin', ridin' on
With me