Ridgerunner Songtext / Lyric

Ridge runner, ridge runner, down on the trees
You got four fully loaded gliders in a 20 knot breeze
You got belts across your bodies, you got maps across you knees Pennsylvania through Virginia turn around by Tennessee

Will you make it back home, ridge runner?
Will you make it back home, ridge runner?

Ridge runner, ridge runner, look out up ahead
You got a gap across the mountains and the sky looks very dead
You better get up off the deck and go for altitude instead
Three miles can take 2000 feet that's what the Bible said

And you'll make it back home, ridge runner.
And you'll make it back home, ridge runner.

Four ridge runners getting lower in the sky
You got the turnpoints in you cameras but no one's very high
Radios are silent cause you ain't got long to fly
Half way down the mountain 'bout to kiss it all good bye

You won't make it back home, ridge runner.
You won't make it back home, ridge runner.

Ridge runners, ridge runners, way up in the wave
Even Jesus must be wondering just how you boys got saved
You were almost 6 feet under now you're dancing on your grave
There ain't nothing like some altitude to make a man feel brave.

You're gonna make it back home, ridge runner.
You're gonna make it back home, ridge runner.

One more ridge to run and then the home field come in site
Redline in formation now to end this record flight
Then its put the planes away so you can stay up half the night
And say "Can you believe tha cloudstreet boys, we must be livin' right!"

'Cause we made it back home, ridge runners.
Yes we made it back home, ridge runners.