Well the preacher spoke to long... and the choir sang out of tune
and I didn’t know the song.. I didn’t know anyone but you
and my mind it wandered to mountains high
man that new boat can really glide
drinking beer with my old friend Mike by the fire light
Shooting deer and old tin cans... make believe I'm a mountain man
I make believe all of life I can, cause I'm dying inside
I am just along for the ride

Well I didn’t know her name... I guess I'd written her off to hell
and she’s gone now just the same... I always said she drank too well
but there’s just no chance for a man like me
with a job and a family
to ring a bell and be neighborly I don't have time
She could of called up the double “A” she should of known better anyway, I couldn’t think of anything to say, cause I'm dying inside
I am just along for the ride

Where is the peace that God has promised me ?
Where is the power I once had known ?
Where is my peace and my prosperity ?
Am I riding alone... Have I reaped what I’ve sown ?

And when I see my coming king... and there’s no place left to hide
I will have no gift to bring... cause I'm just along for the ride
I am just along for the ride
I am just along for the ride