Ride On

(Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) Down yonder in Mexico I met an old vaquero named Alfredo He rides bulls in the rodeo They say, "Alfredo, why not give it up? You got everything that a man could want One bad fall will end it all" Guess I'm gonna die anyway And I like comin' here every day to ride Ride on Ride on I think it's alright Ride on Ride on Juanita is a grocery store greeter Glad to meet and re-meet ya Nearly 95 working nine to five They say Juanita, "Why you come here still? 'Cause you got enough dough to get you over the hill You could kick back and try to relax" 'Cause I'm old and my eyes are dim And if I shut 'em They might not open again, I ride Ride on Ride on I think it's alright Ride on Ride on What I found at the edge of that cliff I'd rather die than be another what if All right, okay (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) Like I'm never gonna, never gonna, never gonna (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) Like I'm never gonna die, die, die (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) Like I'm never gonna, never gonna, never gonna die (Ooh, yeah, yeah, yeah) I play in a rock'n roll band I make my living with my mouth to my hand Sometimes they play us on the radio They say, "Why you wanna play rock'n roll? You get a dollar to pay a two-dollar toll, I just ride" Ride on Ride on Like I'm never gonna die Ride on Ride on Ride on Ride on Like I'm never gonna die Ride on Ride on I'll do it Ride on Ride on Ride on Ride on Ride on Ride on Ride on Ride on