My Ride's Here Songtext / Lyric

I was staying at the Marriott with Jesus and John Wayne

I was waiting for a chariot, they were waiting for a train

The sky was full of carrion "I'll take the mazuma"

Said Jesus to Marion "That's the 3: 10 to Yuma"



My ride's here

My ride's here

My ride's here

My ride's here



The Houston sky was changeless, we galloped through bluebonnets

I was wrestling with an angel, you were working on a sonnet

You said, "I believe the seraphim will gather up my pinto

And carry me away, Jim, across the San Jacinto



My ride's here

My ride's here

My ride's here

My ride's here






Shelley and Keats were out in the street

And even Lord Byron was leaving for Greece

While back in the Hilton, last but not least

Milton was holding his sides

Saying, "You bravos had better be ready to fight

Or we'll never get out of East Texas tonight

But the trail is long and the river is wide

And my ride's here"



I was staying at the Westin, I was playing to a draw

When in walked Charlton Heston with the Tablets of the Law

He said, "It's still the Greatest Story"

I said, "Man, I'd like to stay

But I'm bound for glory, I'm on my way



My Ride's Here

My Ride's Here

My Ride's Here

My Ride's Here



My Ride's Here

My Ride's Here

My Ride's Here

My Ride's Here



My Ride's Here

My Ride's Here

My Ride's Here

My Ride's Here



My Ride's Here

My Ride's Here