Night Rider's Lament

D G D A One night while I was out ridin' the graveyard shift, midnight 'til dawn, G A D Bm A G D The moon was bright as a reading light for a letter from an old friend back home, G A D G A D And he asked me [Refrão]"Why do you ride for your money? Tell me, why do you rope for short pay? G A D Bm A G You ain't gettin' nowhere and you're losin' your sha-a-are. A G D Boy, you must have gone crazy out there." D G D A He said "Last night I run into Jenny. She's married and has a good life. G A D Bm A G Boy, you sure missed the track when you never came back. A G D She's the perfect professional's wife. G A D G A D 'And she asked me,[Refrão] 'Why does he ride for his money? And tell me why does he rope for short pay? G A D Bm A G He ain't gettin' nowhere and he's losin' his sha-a-re A G D Boy, he must've gone crazy out there.'" Bridge G A D Bm G A D Ah, but they've never seen the Northern Lights; they've never seen a hawk on the wing, G A D Bm A G Never spent spring on the Great Divi-i-ide, A G D E And they've never heard ol' Camp Cookie sing. E A E B Well, I read up the last of my letter, and I tore off the stamp for black Jim. A B E C#m B A E When Billy rode up to relieve me, he just looked at my letter and grinned. A B E A B E He said, "Now [Refrão]why do they ride for their money? Tell me why do they ride for short pay? A B E C#m B A They ain't gettin' nowhere and they're losin' their sha-a-are. B A E Boy, they must've gone crazy out there. A B E Son, they all must be crazy out there. (Repeat chorus, then yodel)