| Song | Ridin' On |
| Artist | Little Caesar |
| Album | Little Caesar + Influence |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Ron Young/Fidel Paniagua/Tom Morris/Loren Molinare/Earl Slick | |
| 作曲 : Ron Young/Fidel Paniagua/Tom Morris/Loren Molinare/Earl Slick | |
| He was more than just a drifter | |
| An angel in disguise | |
| In a worn-out leather jacket | |
| Where he used to make his home | |
| His luggage was the bags beneath his eyes | |
| And we're ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| With a sense of decency | |
| Secure in insecurity | |
| And we're ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I should've told him | |
| I loved him ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| He was sorta antisocial | |
| Didn't know from mediocrity | |
| We never entertained the notion | |
| That he and us could be | |
| Only just a memory | |
| And we're ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| With a new desire | |
| We shoulda tried and make 'em see | |
| And we're ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I shoulda told him | |
| I loved him ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| We'll be ridin' | |
| So fine, the sands fall through your fingers | |
| Before you know they're history | |
| But still I find he's on my mind | |
| The separation, he took a little part of me | |
| But we're ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I must admit it | |
| Through all the painful memories | |
| We'll be ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I miss the comfort | |
| I miss him ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| I miss him ridin', ridin' on | |
| Ridin', ridin' on | |
| Ridin', ridin' on with me, oh, yeah |
| zuo ci : Ron Young Fidel Paniagua Tom Morris Loren Molinare Earl Slick | |
| zuo qu : Ron Young Fidel Paniagua Tom Morris Loren Molinare Earl Slick | |
| He was more than just a drifter | |
| An angel in disguise | |
| In a worn-out leather jacket | |
| Where he used to make his home | |
| His luggage was the bags beneath his eyes | |
| And we' re ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| With a sense of decency | |
| Secure in insecurity | |
| And we' re ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I should' ve told him | |
| I loved him ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| He was sorta antisocial | |
| Didn' t know from mediocrity | |
| We never entertained the notion | |
| That he and us could be | |
| Only just a memory | |
| And we' re ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| With a new desire | |
| We shoulda tried and make ' em see | |
| And we' re ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I shoulda told him | |
| I loved him ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| We' ll be ridin' | |
| So fine, the sands fall through your fingers | |
| Before you know they' re history | |
| But still I find he' s on my mind | |
| The separation, he took a little part of me | |
| But we' re ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I must admit it | |
| Through all the painful memories | |
| We' ll be ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I miss the comfort | |
| I miss him ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| I miss him ridin', ridin' on | |
| Ridin', ridin' on | |
| Ridin', ridin' on with me, oh, yeah |
| zuò cí : Ron Young Fidel Paniagua Tom Morris Loren Molinare Earl Slick | |
| zuò qǔ : Ron Young Fidel Paniagua Tom Morris Loren Molinare Earl Slick | |
| He was more than just a drifter | |
| An angel in disguise | |
| In a worn-out leather jacket | |
| Where he used to make his home | |
| His luggage was the bags beneath his eyes | |
| And we' re ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| With a sense of decency | |
| Secure in insecurity | |
| And we' re ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I should' ve told him | |
| I loved him ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| He was sorta antisocial | |
| Didn' t know from mediocrity | |
| We never entertained the notion | |
| That he and us could be | |
| Only just a memory | |
| And we' re ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| With a new desire | |
| We shoulda tried and make ' em see | |
| And we' re ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I shoulda told him | |
| I loved him ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| We' ll be ridin' | |
| So fine, the sands fall through your fingers | |
| Before you know they' re history | |
| But still I find he' s on my mind | |
| The separation, he took a little part of me | |
| But we' re ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I must admit it | |
| Through all the painful memories | |
| We' ll be ridin' on, ridin' on | |
| I miss the comfort | |
| I miss him ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| Ridin' next to me | |
| I miss him ridin', ridin' on | |
| Ridin', ridin' on | |
| Ridin', ridin' on with me, oh, yeah |