'Til He's Dead or Rises

[Written by Patterson Hood; sung by Mike Cooley] When she met him they were teenagers He was no more than seventeen She was a little less than all that But he held the bit between her teeth He was tall and strong and lanky The fear of Jesus was on her side He asked her if she weren't too busy Might come out for a ride [Chorus] She'll ride him until he's dead Or rises to the occasion They ran off the great embankment They flew through the air so far They landed with a mighty crash Then got crushed by the falling star [Chorus] That small crossroads became a city She was the bell of every ball Boys would line up to try to ring her She's let them line up down her hall She ran up a life so lavish Somehow those bills would all get paid Your daddy worked and never faltered Never forgot the things she said [Chorus] Times change but I still see Her disapproval pouring out She said I ain't got the gumption to make it And you ain't scary enough to turn me around But I'm hoping you might be game To ride my dream aground We'll ride it until it's dead Or makes your mama proud [Chorus]