Carl Stutz - Blue Rock Montana / Red Headed Stranger lyrics

Well he rode into Blue Rock, dusty and tired And he got him a room for the night He lay there in silence with too much on his mind Still hoping that he was not right Well, he found them that evening in a tavern in town In a quiet little out of the way place And they smiled at each other When he walked through the door And they died with their smiles on their faces They died with a smile on their face Don't boss him, don't cross him, he's wild in his sorrow He's riding and hiding his pain Don't fight him don't spite him Let's wait till Tomorrow Maybe he'll ride on again