Mustang Ridge

I’m never going back to Mustang Ridge
If I ever make it out alive
If you don’t see me by the rising sun
You’ll know I had to take the dive
When the hounds are running down Oso Creek
Like Arabs on the track
I’ll be halfway across the southern horn
Too late for turning back
And if I die tonight on the Hays Street Bridge
I ain’t never going back to Mustang Ridge
I got my knee on the wheel and I’m feeling free
With my hobnail on the gas
I just crossed over the county line
Tryin' to make it up to Wild Rose Pass
Now the radio’s saying all hell broke loose
This morning at the Lockhart Jail
Now I’m flying like an angel on a dead man’s run
I got the devil riding on my tail
(Yeah I do)
Never going back to Mustang Ridge
If I ever make it out alive
If you don’t see me by the rising sun
You’ll know I had to take the dive
When the hounds are running down Oso Creek
Like Arabs on the track
I’ll be halfway across the southern horn
Too late for turning back
And if I die tonight on the Hays Street Bridge
I’m never going back to Mustang Ridge
Did you hear they found an old burnt-out car
Up in the Davis Hills?
And the Sheriff said on the evening news
«Nobody found, but they’re looking still»
Now a woman’s life ain’t just a list
Of the worst things she has done
I leave you now with a heart of stone
Sometimes the past is hard to outrun
Never going back to Mustang Ridge
If I ever make it out alive
If you don’t see me by the rising sun
You’ll know I had to take the dive
When the hounds are running down Oso Creek
Like Arabs on the track
I’ll be halfway across the southern horn
Too late for turning back
And if I die tonight on the Hays Street Bridge
I’m never going back to Mustang Ridge
And if I die tonight on the Hays Street Bridge, oh Lord
I’m never going back to Mustang Ridge
Never going back to Mustang Ridge
I ain’t never going back to Mustang Ridge, no