Ride Forever Paul Gross

I was born north of Great Slave, 1898 And I rode near all my life on a ranch near Devil s Gate And I ve seen this world about me bend and flip and change Hey, it feels like rain that s a thunder cloud We ll, I ve been called a coward, but I ve seen two World Wars And I lost my son, Virgil, my Korean reward And my Lucy died last summer you ask me if I cry Hell, I ll show you tears, they re all over this ground They re falling from these blue Alberta skies But I m going to ride forever You c