Texty: Brenn Hill. Endangered. Last Of The Red Rock Riders.

I never was good at goodbye
I couldn't stand to see her cry
Lookin' out at the river all alone
Cody stood behind me like a stone

While she said goodbye to the last of the red rock riders
She said you'll never see the mornin' sun
One last ride into the sunset
One last midnight run

We followed tracks down through the canyon
To two lame horses they'd abandoned
The river shinin' 'neath that ghost-white Texas moon
I could feel the gunfight
Knew it was comin' soon

And I said a prayer for the last of the red rock riders
For we might never see the mornin' sun
One last ride into the sunset
One last midnight run

I felt the shot ring through the black
Cody fell when I looked back
In a silhouette against the silver midnight lightnin'
I pulled the trigger
And I stopped the fightin'

To say goodbye to the last of the red rock riders
I knew he'd never see the mornin' sun
One last ride into the sunset
One last midnight run

I never was good at goodbye