Last Hallows' Eve, in the slow and steady rain I held you tight, but it wasn't worth the pain So I'll be on my way, Louisana calls The land of sugar cane and alcohol 'Cause I'm a lone rider, high across the plain And all my life, I've been haunted by the wrong kind of fame Just a lone rider, the solitary kind But I'd rather give you my heart than a piece of my mind When you're hellbent for leather, your shadow is your only friend But even he is just a traitor to the darkness creepin' in Still see you lyin' there, underneath that Texas moon But if I push on through the night, I'll make Oklahoma soon I'm just a lone rider, high upon the plain All my life, I've been haunted by the wrong kind of fame Just a lone rider, the solitary kind But I'd rather give you my heart than a piece of my mind Just a lone rider, high upon the plain And all my life I've been haunted by the wrong kind of fame Just a lone rider, the solitary kind I'd rather give you my heart than a piece of my mind I'd rather give you my heart than a piece of my mind