Ray Boltz - The Ballad Of William Joe Lyrics
The Ballad Of William JoeWords by Ray Boltz, Music by Ray Boltz and Steve MillikanWilliam Joe was the son of a farmerWho lived out on the plainsWilliam Joe never had too muchJust a horse and his nameThen one dayHe said goodbye to his mamaSaid, I've got to ride awayI've got to find outWhat life is, papaI'm leaving home todayWell, his mama ran and fetched himA sack of applesAnd she kissed him on the cheekShe said, Son, we don't have muchBut these apples sure are sweetAnd as the young manClimbed upon his horseSilhouetted against the skyHis papa nodded and his mama wavedAnd they both had tears in their eyesAs they watched him ride onRide on, ride onWilliam Joe rode for miles and milesAs he went from town to townBut each one seemed to be the sameAnd peace he never foundWell he'd seen the oceansHe's seen the mountainsAnd he'd seen the forests greenHe'd seen cities and he's seen desertsBut he's never seen his dreamsThen his mind went backTo a sack of applesHe reached down in one dayAnd at the bottom of the sack of applesHis papa's Bible layAnd he could still remember the last wordsHis papa said to himHe said, Son, love will be here waitingTill you come home againYou'll just ride onRide on, ride on, ride onThe evening sun was settingAs he knelt down in the dirtAnd tears of repentanceBegan erasing all the hurtHe closed his eyesAnd bowed his headAnd gave his heart to the LordHe finally found the freedomHe'd been so long searching forNow it's tim
