full moon ride
black oak arkansas
and their cinches were tight
on every night of the full moon
we rode through the land of our homes
all night we'd let our stallions run
and we'd mellow out in the light of the sun
with evil spirits we'll fight
they have their full might on this full moon night
but we'll make 'em understand on this land we stand
on the full moon ride man's spirit is high
a wild look in their eyes
on their backs we fly on this full moon ride
with the stars as our guide we are satisfied
on every night of the full moon we rode through
let's ride. open plains. let 'em horses run.