Story Behind The Song

Driving the route from Houston to Salado and wondering how long it would have taken a Stagecoach to make the run.

Song Description

Visual story of a stagecoach driver taking care of his passengers and animals on his last trip home.

Lyrics

SALADO

Cold wind blowin' that dusty road in my face
Six sleek horses, should I hasten their pace
Stagecoach rockin' four tired strangers to sleep
Riding on, Salado
Sun is gone, Salado

Wild geese flyin' as clear 'cross Texas I ride
Knowin' she's waiting is all that keeps me alive
Seein' her sittin' with sunlight in her dark hair
One more dawn, Salado
Comin' home, Salado

Ride on, Ride on, Ride on, Hopin' she's waiting
Ride on, Ride on, Ride on, Anticipating
Clouds turn into rainbows
Resembling the shine in her eyes
Down where the creek flows
That is where I had left her alone
She's calling me home

Feed the horses and bed them down for the night
Sing my songs, tell them everything is all right
Thank the stars tonight will be the last time
I'm alone, Salado
Almost dawn, Salado

Ride on, Ride on, Ride on, Hopin' she's waiting
Ride on, Ride on, Ride on, Anticipating
Sun's rising before me
In only three hours I'll be home
How will I find her
When I tell her no longer I'll roam?
She welcomes me home!

Today's the day I'll hold her tight in my arms
Take this money, build ourselves a nice farm
Spend my evenings rockin' babies to sleep
Until dawn, Salado
I am home, Salado