Beautiful Ride

by 'Dewey Cox'

Now that I have lived a lifetime's worth of days
Finally I see the folly of my ways
So listen when I sing of the temptations of this world
Fancy cars and needles, whisky, flesh, and pearls

And then in the end it's family and friends
Loving yourself, but not only yourself
It's about the good walk and the hard walk
And the young girls you made cry
It's about making a little music till the day that you die
It's a beautiful ride

As I stand on the precipice of death, my perspective is enormous
Every leaf, every cloud, I see the hands which have formed us
Some days all you got is a nighttime graveyard walk
You whistle some sweet melody to the ghost down at the dock

So into your hand lead the marching band
Don't you let them fade your colors grey
'Cause when all is said and done
When youth is spent and burned
You'll see that it's all about
Music, flowers, babies
Sharing the goodtimes
Traveling not just for business
Accepting your mortality
This is finally what I've learned

And then in the end it's family and friends
Loving yourself, but not only yourself
It's about the good walk and the hard walk
And the young girls you've made cry
It's about making a little music every day till you die
It's a beautiful ride