Dylan Montana's Last Ride

I know that it's late and I shouldn't have phoned
But I just couldn't wait, are you there all alone?
No I didn't mean that it's just one of those days
But if you've got the time I've got something to say

I know that you think I'm some famous motel cowboy
With his spurs in the side of some fast fading dream
And I won't deny there's a fire still inside me
But I'm thinking about chasing some far better dream

And I know what you want and you need
And I'm just asking if you could believe
That I can try
Baby I can try

It's hard to speak with that swallowed pride I'm choking down
If you wouldn't mind I'd like to come around
You say the word, I'll blow right by Cheyenne
I'll forfeit my fee and be home in a day
If the answer is no, well I'll prob'ly keep on tryin'
Cause you know my mind when it gets set this way

And I know what you want and you need...

We can try
Baby we can try

Don't want to ride that lonesome highway anymore
Don't want to ride that lonesome highway anymore