Honest Abel Old Red Tiger by Trevor Sensor Lyrics

I am an honest abel
Of the toughest sinners life(?)
I state my ideals
My country men abide
I work on through the evening
And the mornings do arise
To feed all of his horses
Upon them which I ride

We build all our darkness
On the backs of brutish men
Though I try to deny
The black blood on our hands
We give all our thoughts to those caught beneath the rock
But I won't lie
I'll just ride
I'll just ride
I'll just ride

I am an old red tiger
I've got thorns in my hands
I turn them all but hell
And survive on what I can
I spoke to four young gypsies
Thеy told me what I am
An outlaw by nature
Who is void of a higher plan
From town to town I go to see a changе in country lives
No one dares believe in God for fear they'll be criticized
I speak the holy word
And I climb the falling rain
I won't remain
I'll just ride
I'll just ride
I'll just ride

I am a tired warden
And this prison is my place
Oh the gods are my friends
To the inmates I relate
They told me they found Jesus
They surrendered to their fate
They'll stand beneath the firing man when the shotgun calls their name
But me i'll stand alone amongst that burning promise
And i'll write to my brother
To proclaim i'm just a man
For everyone must know that someday he will die
I can't deny
I'll just ride
I'll just ride
I'll just ride
I'll just ride
I'll just ride