Well he rode into Blue Rock dusty and tired and he got him a room for the night   he lay there in silence with too much on his mind still hoping that he was not right   He found them that evening in a tavern in town in a quiet little out of the way place   And they smile at each other when he walked through the door   And they died with their smiles on their faces   They died with their smiles on their face   Don't boss him don't cross him he's wild in his sorrow he's ridin' and hidin' his pain   Don't fight him don't spite him let's wait till tomorrow maybe he'll ride on again