He was more than just a drifter An angel in disguise In a worn-out leather jacket Where he used to make his home His luggage was the bags beneath his eyes And we're ridin' on, ridin' on With a sense of decency Secure in insecurity And we're ridin' on, ridin' on I should've told him I loved him ridin' next to me Ridin' next to me He was sorta antisocial Didn't know from mediocrity We never entertained the notion That he and us could be Only just a memory And we're ridin' on, ridin' on With a new desire We shoulda tried and make 'em see And we're ridin' on, ridin' on I shoulda told him I loved him ridin' next to me Ridin' next to me Ridin' next to me Ridin' next to me We'll be ridin' So fine, the sands fall through your fingers Before you know they're history But still I find he's on my mind The separation, he took a little part of me But we're ridin' on, ridin' on I must admit it Through all the painful memories We'll be ridin' on, ridin' on I miss the comfort I miss him ridin' next to me Ridin' next to me Ridin' next to me Ridin' next to me I miss him ridin', ridin' on Ridin', ridin' on Ridin', ridin' on with me, oh, yeah