“Now there’s ghosts along the highways
And there’s storms out on the seas
My only hope is somewhere in that heaven
Some one is saying a prayer for me
I been ridin’ stone blind horses
Never seeing a reason to believe
Hey sweet Genevieve say a prayer for me
The wild young cowboys, old drunks, paramours and thieves”
—-Ray Wylie Hubbard, “Stone Blind Horses”