Gospel Horse
If you want a big lift on a cloudy day
From the woes that drag you down,
If you want some power on a slippery road
That spins you 'round and 'round,
If you want a firm mind with a will of steel
And the courage to see you through,
Then get on your horse, the gospel horse,
And ride like you used to do.
Chorus:
Ride, ride, ride my son
Ride like wind where the skies are blue.
Ride, ride, ride my son,
Oh ride, for the joy of the ride.

Your grand daddy rode the gospel horse;
He rode to show the way.
Attorney at law, leader of men,
Flew his plane at times for play.
If you sense his power and honor his life,
And know that it's meant for you,
Then get on your horse, the gospel horse,
And ride like you used to do.
Chorus:
Ride, ride, ride my son
Ride like wind where the skies are blue.
Ride, ride, ride my son,
Oh ride, for the joy of the ride.