[Verse 1] The gospel is blowing through that wild valley breeze And my heart is beatin' heavy, my mind is steady I ride saddled on my mustang, warm breeze blowin' through my hair He's riding faster than a pistol, Lord knows we're gettin' there
[Chorus] And we'll ride through the canyon, Santiago Creek Trot through the snake trails, bring you close to me I'm bound for the great land, I'm bound for glory We'll ride through the canyon where my maker calls for me
[Verse 2] As the sun sinks slowly, it paints a golden hue I'm holding on to the good times, good folks that I knew The only favor I would ask before I'm called away Is let me be a cowgirl again for just one day
[Chorus] And we'll ride through the canyon, Santiago Creek Trot through the snake trails, bring you close to me I'm bound for the great land, I'm bound for glory We'll ride through the canyon where my maker calls for me
[Chorus] We'll ride through the canyon, through Santiago Creek Trot through the snake trails, bring you close to me I'm bound for the great land, I'm bound for glory We'll ride through the canyon where my maker calls for me
[Outro] Where my maker calls for me Where my maker calls for meTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
