作词 : Aaron Watson
 作曲 : Aaron Watson
 By about the time that I came around
 He'd grown tired, his health was headed southbound
 He was slow climbing in the saddle
 But once he was up, he could fly
 Lord, he could fly
 He told me stories 'bout California gold
 Working with Shorty in that West Texas cold
 He was rough as a cob, tougher than nails
 But when he talked about her, he would cry
 Oh, how he'd cry
 And I learned how to rope and I learned how to pray
 And how actions speak louder than any words you may say
 Like busting broncs I've hung on for dear life
 To everything that he ever said
 Oh, and though he's long gone
 I'm still out here riding with Red
 I never liked or learned too much from school
 He taught me the hard knocks and the Golden Rule
 How to chew, how to spit, work hard and never quit
 He gave me money so I could spend it on the girls
 And I learned how to rope and I learned how to pray
 And how actions speak louder than any words you may say
 Like busting broncs I've hung on for dear life
 To everything that he ever said
 Oh, and though he's long gone
 I'm still out here riding with Red
 And I learned how to rope and I learned how to pray
 And how actions speak louder than any words you may say
 And like busting broncs I've hung on for dear life
 To everything that he ever said
 And I'll keep singing his song
 So his memory lives on
 Oh, and though he's long gone
 I'm still out here riding with Red
 Riding with Red