Ridin' The Storm Out
On a full moon night in the rocky mountain winter.
My wine bottles low, watching for the snow
Ive been thinking lately of what Im missing in the city.
And Im not missing a thing
Watchin the full moon crossing the range
Ridin the storm out
Ridin the storm out.
My ladys beside me, shes there to guide me.
She says that alone weve finally found home.
The wind outside is frightening,
But its kinder than the lightning life in the city.
Its a hard life to live but it gives back what you give.