Gothic Americana Music

TALL RIDER

TALL RIDER

Who’s that riding from the banks of the Ohio?
Birds are a’ flying and the wind is a’ moaning low
Could it be he’s finally a coming for me?

Take this pain I’ve long been a’ carrying
Take this heart and the love it’s a’ burying
Time’s never been much of a friend to me
Bring an end to my years of suffering

Long cold nights I had spent dreaming of a face:
Dust stained suit, tall boots, and a worn out case
Could it be the lord finally heard my plea?

Take this pain I’ve long been a’ carrying
Take this heart and the love it’s a’ burying
Time’s never been much of a friend to me
Bring an end to my years of suffering

Walking with the ghost
Of a life since past
Never knew how long
I was gonna last
Aimless wandering
Trying to chase the light
He’ll come around to put that right

(Tell me who’s that riding from the banks of the Ohio?)