Molly Hatchet One Last Ride

Ridin at night and the the moon is high Got a hell hound on my trail Got to cross the Rio Grande They never let me out of that jail Feel the cool desert air go whippin across my face Don t make a sound, stay close to the ground Got to leave without a trace Like my daddy before me The seventh son of a seventh son I can t set still when the night time comes My spirit s always on the run I ve done wronged everyone I loved And I live with that pain Seven lovers with broken hearts The hell hound s on my trail