The Passenger - Chris Ledoux

It was dark I was drivin' down a loney Texas road

The night was hot and sleep pulled at my eyes

I was thinkin' of the wild times and the women that I’d had

The deceitful things I’d done and those lies

Standin' in the shadows by the side of the road

Was the figure of a withered old man

He wore a black bandanna a ropin' Stetson hat

With a two inch scarlet hat band

He held his wrinkled hand up as a sign to shut her down

SO I pulled over and stopped by his side

He opened up the door slid in and sat down

He said my ain’t it hot tonight

I studied this old man and it seemed mighty strange

For him to be out here all alone

Then he started talkin' and he told me many things

Of times that both of us had known

He told me of the wild life and the women that he’d had

How none ofthem had ever meant a thing

He told me of a black night much the same as this

Of the strange and awesome things he’d seen

A man beside the road had raised his hand and flagged him down

So he stopped and let him in

That stranger told him stories that I am hearing now

Bout the wild times and all the sin

Then the car got cold and clammy and this old man looked at me

He said boy I’ve come here for you

Your days of wicked sinnin' have come to an end

As a mortal on this earth boy you are through

Then his eyes got red and fiery as he took his Stetson off

To reveal his evil horns shiny and black

My God the fear came over me and my senses were all lost

I fought with him until we finally erashed

Next day they found the car at the bottom of a draw

The young cowboy was found beside the wreck

His ear had been consumed by fire the cowboy had no marks

Except the smoke and pitch fork brand upon his neck