[Intro] (Low, rumbling acoustic guitar + distant wagon wheel sound effect or soft percussion) Wheels turnin’… Dust risin’… One last ride. [Chorus] This is the last ride to Hell, Chains rattlin’, sun comin’ up as well. No forgiveness, no savin’ grace, Just the devil waitin’ at the end of the race. Last ride to Hell… I’m on my way. [Verse 1] Wooden wagon, Bouncin’ slow. Iron on my ankles, Nowhere left to go. Sheriff up front, Not a word he says. I watch the desert, Fade from red to gray. [Pre-Chorus] Every mile, A memory dies. Every turn, Brings me closer to the skies. [Chorus] This is the last ride to Hell… I’m on my way. [Verse 2] Thinkin’ ‘bout the men, I left bleedin’ in the sand. Thinkin’ ‘bout her ring, Still on my cold hand. Should’ve listened, When she begged me not to ride. Now these wheels keep rollin’, To where the guilty die. [Bridge] No more whiskey, No more midnight runs. No more outlaws, Chasin’ risin’ suns. Just the gallows standin’ ‘Gainst the mornin’ sky. I can see it waitin’… And I ain’t askin’ why. [Final Chorus] This is the last ride to Hell, Chains rattlin’, sun burnin’ hot as Hell. No forgiveness, no last-minute grace, Devil’s smilin’ at the end of the race. Last ride to Hell… Take me home. [Outro] (Guitar slows, almost stops) Wheels stop turnin’… Dust settles down… Last ride to Hell… I’m here now.
