The Last Ride - The Pretenders

I made my bed but I couldn’t sleep in it With the man in red tracking me minute by minute

Running like a horse, always looking behind me But of course he would always find me Hey buddy, hey friend

My pal, my brother

We take shelter in each other

I’ll keep it simple, you keep it true

I owe the last ride to you

Heaven and hell ride in tandem

I used to mix them up at random

I spent my youth on a reckless futile race

Where love and truth could never place

After all, nobody can save

The mortal body from the grave

Who can arrest the soul’s sad journey in its plight?

One more day to get it right

I decided to stop dying

No more cheatin' no more lyin'

What kind of club opens its gates to sinners like me?

And bids them forth unto eternity

Under the buckeye trees

Where the rubber city grew

I owe the last ride to you