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One night Dwhile I was out ridin' the graveyGard shift, midnigDht 'til dawn, A
The moon wGas bright as a rAeading light for a Dletter fBmrom an old friend Aback home, G D
And he asked me "Why do you ride Gfor your money? TelAl me, why do you ropeD for short pay? G A D
You ain't gettin' nGowhere and you'rAe losin' your sha-a-areD. Bm A G
Boy, you must have Agone crazy out there." G D
He said "Last nighDt I run into Jenny. She's married anGd has a good life. D A
Boy, you sure missGed the track when you never Acame back. D Bm A G
She's the perfect proAfessional's wife. G D
'And she asked me, 'Why does he rideG for his money? And tellA me why does he roDpe for short pay? G A D
He ain't gettin' noGwhere and he's Alosin' his sha-a-re D Bm A G
Boy, he must've gone Acrazy out there.'" G D
Ah, but they've never seen the Northern Lights; they've never seen a hawk on the wing,
Never speGnt spring on the GreaAt Divi-i-ide, D Bm A G
And they've never heard Aol' Camp Cookie sing. G D E
Well, I read up tEhe last of my letter, and I tore ofAf the stamp for blaEck Jim. B
When Billy rode up toA relieve me, hBe just lookeEd at C#mmy letter and grinned. B A E
He said, "Now why do they ridAe for their money? TeBll me why do they rEide for short pay? A B E
They ain't gettin' nowhAere and they'rBe losin' their sha-a-are. E C#m B A
Boy, they must've gone crBazy out there. A E
Son, they all must beA crazy out there. B E
(Repeat chorus, then yodel)
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