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  1. Sunny

From the recording Portraits

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Lyrics

RIDING OFF IN THE PALE SUNSET
SUNNY HUNG HIS HEAD IN CLEAR DISTRESS
LET A GOOD MAN DIE AS HE RAN AWAY
THE SHAME OF WHAT HE’S DONE WILL STAY
COWARDICE SAVED HIM ONCE AGAIN
NEVER STUCK HIS NECK OUT EVEN FOR A FRIEND
MAKING A TRAIL OF DUST THROUGH THE GREAT UNKNOWN
HE SEES A CALL WAITING ON HIS TELEPHONE

THE VOICE RANG OUT LIKE A WARNING BELL
TELLING HIM TO RUN, THAT HE’LL BURN IN HELL
FOR WHAT HE’S DONE, FOR WHO HE’S CROSSED
THE WRONGS HE’S COMMITTED, THE MONEY HE’S LOST
TEARS BEGIN TO FALL AND THE FEAR SET IN
THIS LONG ROAD TO RUIN HAS COME TO AN END
SLAMS THE CLUTCH DOWN AND THROWS IT IN GEAR
IF HE’S GONNA DIE, IT WON’T BE HERE.

KEEP ON RIDIN’
KEEP ON RIDIN’, SUNNY
KEEP ON RIDIN’
KEEP ON RIDIN’, SUNNY

IN THE DEAD OF THE NIGHT
AS HE LAYS HIS HEAD DOWN
HE HEARS A KNOW AT THE DOOR
HE’S OUT THE WINDOW BEFORE THE BED’S COLD

LOST AT A DINER IN A ONE HORSE TOWN
HE ASKS THE WAITRESS TO POUR HIM ANOTHER ROUND
FROM BEHIND HE HEARS A VOICE LIKE STONE
JUST LIKE THE ONE FROM THE TELEPHONE

KEEP ON RIDIN’
KEEP ON RIDIN’, SUNNY
KEEP ON RIDIN’
KEEP ON RIDIN’, SUNNY . . .