Cold Riders
Patrick Dyer Wolf
Ever since I was a child
Good Lord has smiled on me
And held my hand
And held my hand
Well I know there's got to be
Cold riders at my back
They spur me on
They spur me on
Riders, I pray
Take your time
Take your time with me
Walkin' up and down the Earth
With a roof above my head
Nice glass of wine
Nice glass of wine
Felt a whisper in my sleep
Cold riders at my back
They call to me
They call to me
Riders, I beg
Take your time
Take your time with me
I got nothing you want
Take your time
Take your time with me
I got nothing you want
So take your time
Take your time with me