West With the Night
He flew an old airplane and could land on a dime
A long haul trucker most of the time
He wore pearl snap shirts, a white Stetson hat
He was a maverick and a saint
He'd come flying in Sunday's and circle the house
All of us kids would come scrambling out
We'd run to the field and watch him sailing in
Oh the stories 'n the trinkets from the places he'd been
Then it was up to the clouds and away he would go
Or kicking up dust in his truck down the road
Coming or going he was always a sight
Riding into the sunset
West with the Night
A flat top Gibson never far from his side
A black saddle with silver whenever he'd ride
You could say that Gramps was one of a kind
The silent type 'til he spoke his mind
Then it was up to the clouds and away he would go
Or kicking up dust in his truck down the road
Coming or going he was always a sight
Riding into the sunset
West with the Night
He stood ten feet tall in everyone's eyes
A cowboy gentleman - his way of life
Then it was up to the clouds and away he would go
Or kicking up dust in his truck down the road
Coming or going he was always a sight
Riding into the sunset
West with the Night
West with the Night
West with the Night
A long haul trucker most of the time
He wore pearl snap shirts, a white Stetson hat
He was a maverick and a saint
He'd come flying in Sunday's and circle the house
All of us kids would come scrambling out
We'd run to the field and watch him sailing in
Oh the stories 'n the trinkets from the places he'd been
Then it was up to the clouds and away he would go
Or kicking up dust in his truck down the road
Coming or going he was always a sight
Riding into the sunset
West with the Night
A flat top Gibson never far from his side
A black saddle with silver whenever he'd ride
You could say that Gramps was one of a kind
The silent type 'til he spoke his mind
Then it was up to the clouds and away he would go
Or kicking up dust in his truck down the road
Coming or going he was always a sight
Riding into the sunset
West with the Night
He stood ten feet tall in everyone's eyes
A cowboy gentleman - his way of life
Then it was up to the clouds and away he would go
Or kicking up dust in his truck down the road
Coming or going he was always a sight
Riding into the sunset
West with the Night
West with the Night
West with the Night
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