text: By about the time that I came around
  Hed 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 the California gold
  Working with Shorty in that West Texas cold
  He was rough as a cop, tougher than nails
  But when he talked about her, he would cry
  Oh, how hed 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 hes long gone
  Im 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, Ive hung on for dear life
  To everything that he ever said
  Oh, and though hes long gone
  Im 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 hes long gone
  I’m still out here riding with Red
  Riding with Red