Shadow Riders

In the holler where the moonlight's dim,

Whispers float on the autumn limb,

Legends of the Shadow Riders' sin,

Echo through the valley, cold as gin.

They ride through the pines, silent and swift,

Leave not a trace, no hoof, no drift,

Eyes like embers glowin' in the night,

Guardin' secrets out of sight.

Shadow Riders, ridin' low,

Ghostly figures in the undertow,

No one knows where they go,

Shadow Riders, hearts of woe.

Folks say they're souls who lost their way,

Bound to the land, forever to stay,

Chasin' dreams that turned to dust,

Shadow Riders, cursed by trust.

Echoes of a life they once knew,

Hollow winds singin' black and blue,

In the dark, where shadows grow,

Riders whisper secrets they don't show.

By day they vanish, by night they rise,

Underneath that misty sky,

Silent as the falling snow,

Shadow Riders, in the cold they row.

Shadow Riders, ridin' low,

Ghostly figures in the undertow,

No one knows where they go,

Shadow Riders, hearts of woe.