Lone Rider - Dylan LeBlanc

Last Hallows' Eve, in the slow and steady rain

I held you tight, but it wasn’t worth the pain

So I’ll be on my way, Louisana calls

The land of sugar cane and alcohol

'Cause I’m a lone rider, high across the plain

And all my life, I’ve been haunted by the wrong kind of fame

Just a lone rider, the solitary kind

But I’d rather give you my heart than a piece of my mind

When you’re hellbent for leather, your shadow is your only friend

But even he is just a traitor to the darkness creepin' in

Still see you lyin' there, underneath that Texas moon

But if I push on through the night, I’ll make Oklahoma soon

I’m just a lone rider, high upon the plain

All my life, I’ve been haunted by the wrong kind of fame

Just a lone rider, the solitary kind

But I’d rather give you my heart than a piece of my mind

Just a lone rider, high upon the plain

And all my life I’ve been haunted by the wrong kind of fame

Just a lone rider, the solitary kind

I’d rather give you my heart than a piece of my mind

I’d rather give you my heart than a piece of my mind