Well in came a man on a stolen horsenAnd he rode right under the panenBurning bright, not for longnLed off with a holy ragennThey turned it backnWith a charred embracenWith the blood red on his handsnNever known to hurt a womannAnd he never harmed an honest mannnHis mother held in jail, his daddy deadnDaily rising, price upon his headnOur sunshine...nOur sunshine...nThrough fire and floodnThrough dust and mudnThrough tears and blood I ridennWomen trapped in a suit of steel, nWith a hotel burning behindnBetrayed by his companionsnWith a train waiting down the linennRung up tall on a bareback horsenGetting through by the skin of his teethnI said there's one more for the ladiesnAnd one more for the policennRiding all night home, returning coldnInto the misty morningnNever grow oldnOur sunshine...nOur sunshine...nThrough fire and floodnThrough dust and mudnThrough tears and blood I ridenWooohooonnHaving stood before the judge's chairnHe said, I'm free and easy, I'll see you therenOur sunshine...nOur sunshine...nThrough fire and floodnThrough dust and mudnThrough tears and blood I ridennThrough fire and floodnDust and mudnTears and blood I ridennBut I'm still riding onnThrough fire and floodnDust and mudnTears and blood I ridennBut I'm still riding onnThrough fire and floodnDust and mudnTears and blood I ridenTears and blood I ridenTears and blood I ridenTears and blood I ride...