Frank Goodman

Lyrics

Brightest Sunlight, Coldest Snow (Lyrics:Peter Monk, Music: Frank Goodman)

There's a rider on the ridgeline
Moving pretty fast
But that nag of his
Has seen its better days
The bank got robbed in Shelton
Of a hundred eighty bucks
A single robber
Upped and got away

He's headed where he's headed
Where that is, he'll never know
Old beginnings, older endings
Brightest sunlight, coldest snow
Brightest sunlight, coldest snow

An out of work young saddlebum
With two new mouths to feed
A bride he married
Days before she foaled
He had a son
That looked so much like him
It broke his heart to go
But the food was running short
And the winter running cold

He's headed where he's headed
Where that is, he'll never know
Old beginnings, older endings
Brightest sunlight, coldest snow
Brightest sunlight, coldest snow

He barely knew the easy time
A blameless man could live
Before he knew the killing ground
Would have to be his grave
Now he can't go back
To love his wife
Or shingle up the roof
But winter's pay
Is buried there
To keep away the wolf

He's headed where he's headed
Where that is, he'll never know
Old beginnings, older endings
Brightest sunlight, coldest snow
Brightest sunlight, coldest snow