He was more than just a drifter
An angel in disguise
In a worn out leather jacket
Where he used to make his home
His luggage was the bags beneath his eyes

And we're ridin' on, ridin' on
With a sense of deceny, secure in insecurity
And we're ridin' on, ridin' on
I should've told him, I loved him ridin' next to me

Ridin' next to me, ridin' next to me

He was sorta anti-social
Didn't know from mediocrity
We never entertained the notion
That he and us could be
Only just a memory

And we're ridin' on, ridin' on
With a new desire, we shoulda tried and make 'em see
And we're ridin' on, ridin' on
I shoulda told him, I loved him ridin' next to me

Ridin' next to me, ridin' next to me
Ridin' next to me, ridin' next to me
We'll be ridin'

So fine, the sounds fall through your fingers
Before you know they're history
But still I find he's on my mind
The separation, he took a little part of me

But we're ridin' on, ridin' on
I must admit it, through all the painful memories
We'll be ridin' on, ridin' on
I miss the comfort, I miss him ridin' next to me

Ridin' next to me, ridin' next to me
Ridin' next to me, ridin' next to me
I miss him ridin', ridin' on
Ridin', ridin' on
Ridin', ridin' on
With me