It is the night. Cajole's body's weak.
He's on the run. No time to sleep.
He's got to ride.
Ride like the wind to be free again.
And Cajole's got such a long way to go.
To make it to the border of Mexico.
So he'll ride like the wind.
Cajole was born the son of a lawless man.
Always spoke his mind with a gun in his hand.
Lived nine lives
gunned down ten.
He's gonna ride like the wind.
And Cajole's got such a long way to go.
To make it to the border of Mexico.
So he'll ride like the wind.
Ride like the wind.
Ride like the wind.
Accused and tried and told to hang
He was no where in sight
when the church bells rang.
Never was the kind to do as he was told.
Cajole's gonna ride like the wind before he gets old.
It is the night. My body's weak.
Cajole's on the run. No time to sleep.
He's got to ride.
Ride like the wind to be free again.
And Cajole's got such a long way to go.
To make it to the border of Mexico.
So He'll ride like the wind.
Ride like the wind.
And Cajole's got such a long way to go.
To make it to the border of Mexico.
So He'll ride like the wind.
Gonna run like the wind.
