
There’s something about “Silver Stallion” that feels like a call to the wild—a song for those who dream of open roads, endless skies, and a life lived on their own terms. Originally written by Lee Clayton and later recorded by The Highwaymen, this track perfectly embodies the free-spirited, outlaw persona that made Willie Nelson, Waylon Jennings, Johnny Cash, and Kris Kristofferson such legends.
The lyrics paint a picture of a mysterious, untamed figure riding a silver stallion—wild and unbreakable, always just out of reach. It’s an anthem for the restless souls, those who refuse to be tied down by rules or expectations. There’s a romanticism in it, too—a sense of adventure wrapped in the kind of danger that makes life exciting. You can almost see the dust rising under galloping hooves, feel the wind against your face, and hear the low, steady strum of a guitar carrying the song like a rider into the night.
Musically, “Silver Stallion” is smooth and steady, with that signature Highwaymen sound—a blend of country, folk, and a touch of outlaw grit. The harmonies are effortless, like four old friends telling a campfire story in perfect sync. The melody doesn’t rush; it just rolls on, confident and assured, much like the silver stallion itself.
There’s something timeless about this song. Whether you hear it for the first time or the hundredth, it stirs up that same longing—the desire to break free, to chase something bigger than yourself, to live without fear. It’s a reminder that, deep down, we all have a little bit of outlaw in us.
So the next time you hear “Silver Stallion,” close your eyes for a second. Let it take you to the open range, where the horizon never ends and the only rule is to keep riding
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Lyrics
I’m gonna steal me a silver stallion,
with not a mark upon his silky hide
Teach me he can trust me like a brother,
one day we’ll saddle up and ride
And we’re gonna ride,
we’re gonna ride
Ride like the one eyed jack of diamonds with the devil close behind
We’re gonna ride
I’m gonna find me a reckless woman,
razor blades and dice in her eyes
Just a touch of sadness in her fingers,
thunder and lightning in her thighs
And we’re gonna ride,
we’re gonna ride
Ride like the one eyed jack of diamonds with the devil close behind
We’re gonna ride
I’m gonna chase the sky forever,
with the woman and the stallion and the wind
And the sun is gonna burn into a cinder,
before we ever pass this way again
And we’re gonna ride,
we’re gonna ride
Ride like the one eyed jack of diamonds with the devil close behind
We’re gonna ride