| Song | Don't Ride That Horse |
| Artist | Old Crow Medicine Show |
| Album | Big Iron World |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Rawlings, Secor, Watson | |
| To Winnipeg, | |
| SaskatoonEutaw, | |
| Wawa, empty room | |
| Hidin' bags, rollin' smokes | |
| Skippin' punchlines, crackin' jokes | |
| So pour it on, toss it back | |
| Play that cocaine, play that shack | |
| Sleepin' every now and then | |
| Curled up tight with | |
| Crit and Ben on the ground | |
| I ain't never goin' home again | |
| I was tuggin' at my mama's breast | |
| The first year really is the best | |
| His blood pressure's droppin' down | |
| We ditched the pot and we marked the ground | |
| Ante up and watch him ride | |
| Check that dude, he almost died | |
| Seein' bears, ascendin' clown | |
| Shut our whole damn circus down | |
| Crappin' up in | |
| JolietWe haven't wrecked the trailer yet | |
| But we will | |
| We're gonna get killed | |
| Don't ride that horse | |
| Don't ride that horse, honey | |
| Don't ride that horse back home | |
| Just let him roam | |
| Let him roam |
| zuo qu : Rawlings, Secor, Watson | |
| To Winnipeg, | |
| SaskatoonEutaw, | |
| Wawa, empty room | |
| Hidin' bags, rollin' smokes | |
| Skippin' punchlines, crackin' jokes | |
| So pour it on, toss it back | |
| Play that cocaine, play that shack | |
| Sleepin' every now and then | |
| Curled up tight with | |
| Crit and Ben on the ground | |
| I ain' t never goin' home again | |
| I was tuggin' at my mama' s breast | |
| The first year really is the best | |
| His blood pressure' s droppin' down | |
| We ditched the pot and we marked the ground | |
| Ante up and watch him ride | |
| Check that dude, he almost died | |
| Seein' bears, ascendin' clown | |
| Shut our whole damn circus down | |
| Crappin' up in | |
| JolietWe haven' t wrecked the trailer yet | |
| But we will | |
| We' re gonna get killed | |
| Don' t ride that horse | |
| Don' t ride that horse, honey | |
| Don' t ride that horse back home | |
| Just let him roam | |
| Let him roam |
| zuò qǔ : Rawlings, Secor, Watson | |
| To Winnipeg, | |
| SaskatoonEutaw, | |
| Wawa, empty room | |
| Hidin' bags, rollin' smokes | |
| Skippin' punchlines, crackin' jokes | |
| So pour it on, toss it back | |
| Play that cocaine, play that shack | |
| Sleepin' every now and then | |
| Curled up tight with | |
| Crit and Ben on the ground | |
| I ain' t never goin' home again | |
| I was tuggin' at my mama' s breast | |
| The first year really is the best | |
| His blood pressure' s droppin' down | |
| We ditched the pot and we marked the ground | |
| Ante up and watch him ride | |
| Check that dude, he almost died | |
| Seein' bears, ascendin' clown | |
| Shut our whole damn circus down | |
| Crappin' up in | |
| JolietWe haven' t wrecked the trailer yet | |
| But we will | |
| We' re gonna get killed | |
| Don' t ride that horse | |
| Don' t ride that horse, honey | |
| Don' t ride that horse back home | |
| Just let him roam | |
| Let him roam |