He rode like the wind

From a gallop to flight

He was racing the devil

He was chasing the night!

Dust in his face

A thorn in his side

He'd taken a short-cut

Just to end this ride!

Every dirt trail had cooked

Every road lay in waste

He arrived close to sunset

He arrived in great haste!

Steered on by anger

Always fuelled by a rage

He unloaded the cargo

To be locked in a cage!

With all peril behind him

His feet set new tracks

With a crack of his whip

He would never look back!