Now the moonlight is twinkling
From the gun in my hand
If I get there by the midnight
I might have a chance
I am riding my horse
To the place that is cursed
Wicked witch stole my girl
So I’m setting the spurs.

Wolfs are howling somewhere near
Stars are shining in the sky
Wind is singing in my ears
And I make my horse to fly
I am riding through the darkness
To the most awful place
And I pray to get by midnight
God, don’t let me be too late.

I’m riding through the night
I’m riding through the night
I’m riding through the night
Hope to see my girl alive.