F Ride, cowboy, ride C Don't ride too slow G C Tucson's a mighty long way yet to go C Dm He started his long ride in Prescott C Dm The sun was a hundred or more C Dm On down he rode at full gallop C G C Into the flat desert floor C Dm Driving the big herd to Flagstaff C Dm In Prescott the letter was there C Dm Happiness soon would be sorrow C G C Sad news the letter did bear F Ride, cowboy, ride C Don't go too slow G Ride, cowboy, ride C You've a long way to go C Dm Your darlin' now lies on her deathbed C Dm Racked by fever and pain C Dm Reaching for you at her bedside C G C At each breath she's callin' your name C Dm Forward he leaned in the saddle C Dm Pushing through mesquite and sage C Dm His head never raised for a greeting C G C As he passed the Wickenburg stage F Ride, cowboy, ride C Don't ride too slow G C Tucson's a mighty long way yet to go C Dm In Phoenix he traded horses C Dm Now on the back of this roan C Dm He could see visions of Tucson C G C His darlin' and their lovely home F Ride, cowboy, ride C Don't ride too slow G C There's still a hundred and twenty to go C Dm In through the ranch gate he galloped C Dm And without breaking his stride C Dm He bounded out of the saddle C G C And rushed to his sweet darlin's side C Dm Then as the dyin' girl saw him C Dm A smile came over her face C Dm Holding her hand as it tightened C G C Barely had he won the race F Ride, cowboy, ride C On through the blue G Ride, cowboy, ride C She'll be waiting for you F Ride, cowboy, ride C On through the blue G Ride, cowboy, ride C F C She'll be waiting for you