RIDIN' HOME
Tommie Connor / Carr

as recorded by Al Bowlly 
with Orchestra directed by 
Ronnie Munro  
October 5th 1939 
London


Riding home, riding home,
While the moon lights my way down the trail.
'Cross that old borderline
To those old pals of mine,
There's a stray on his way, riding home.

Riding high, riding high,
With the stars in a bright Texas sky.
I can hear Pete say, "Jim,
Fix another place for Slim",
There's a stray on his way, riding home.

Went out to round up the city,
Laid my guns and my saddle to rest.
Went out to round up the city and found
That a cowhand belongs in the west.

Riding home, riding home,
To the sound of a coyote's call.
There's a girl I love so,
And she's waiting there, I know,
For the stray on his way, riding home.

Ain't a-roamin' any more, this cowhand,
Riding home, riding home to stay!
Saddle the roan, ride the range that I love,
Riding home, riding home to stay.
Riding home,
Riding home.



(Transcribed by Peter Akers - November 2012)