The Searchers - John Wayne, Макс Стайнер

What makes a man to wander?

What makes a man to roam?

What makes a man leave bed and board

And turn his back on home?

Ride away, ride away, ride away

Some men they search for Indians

For humpback buffalo

And even when they’ve found them

They move on lonesome slow

Ride away, ride away, ride away

The snow is deep and oh, so white

The winds they howl and moan

Fire cooks a man his buffalo meat

But his lonely heart won’t warm

Ride away, ride away, ride away

A man will search his heart and soul

Go searchin' way out there

His peace of mind he knows he’ll find

But where, oh Lord, Lord where?

Ride away, ride away, ride away

(Transcribed by Mel Priddle — December 2015)

As recorded by TEX RITTER:

What makes a man to wander

What makes a man to roam?

What makes a man leave bed and board

And turn his back on home?

Ride away (Ride away), ride away (ride away), ride away

Now, a man will search for fortune

Of silver and of gold

The silver he finds in his hair

While a weary heart grows old

Ride away, ride away, ride away

The snow is deep and oh, so white

The winds they howl and moan

Fire cooks a man his buffalo meat

But his lonely heart won’t warm

Ride away, ride away, ride away