[Soul had recently got into the singing competition where people come in and sing songs to try and win a prize of 5.000.000 dollars and a golden guitar there were 50 people who joined the event and the 50th one was soul as he was on stage as everyone waited for him to sing then he sang a song]
[Soul then sang the first part in a deep like voice]
I am a shotgun rider for the San Jacinto line the desert is my brother
My skin is cracked and dried I was riding on a folk coach and everything was fine till we took a shorter road to save some time
The bandits only fired one they shot me in the chest they may have wounded me but they'll never get the best of better men
....cause I'l ride again
[He then sang in a less deep voice]
I am a river gambler I make a loving dealin cards my clothes are smooth and honest my heart is cold and dry
I was shuffling for some delta boys on a boat to new Orleans I was the greatest shark they'd ever seen
But the captain bumped a sand bar and an ace fell from my sleeve they threw me overboard as I swore I didn't cheat
But I could swim.....
And I'l ride again
We are heroes of the homeland american remains we live in many faces and answer many names
We will not be forgotten we won't be left behind our memories live on in mortal minds
.....and poets pens
......we'll ride agian
[Soul changed his voice to a lighter voice]
I am a mid west I make a living off the land I ride a John Deere tractor I'm a liberated man
But the rain it hasn't fallen since the middle of July and if it don't come soon my crops will die
The bank man says he likes me but there's nothing he could do he tells me that he's coming and the clouds are coming too
........he ain't my friend
........and I'l ride again
[Soul changed his voice to a half country and sort of half Texan voice]
I am an American Indian my tribe is Cherokee my forefathers loved this land they left it here for me
But the white man came with boats and trains and dirty factories an poisoned my existence with his deeds
Nature is our mother we are sucklings at her breast and he who tries to beat her down will lose her to the rest
......theyll never win
......il ride again
We are heroes of the homeland american remains we live in many faces and answer many names we will not be forgotten we won't be left behind our memories live on in mortal minds
.......and poets pens
......well ride agian.......
[After many choices made by the judges soul is the winner of the event as everyone clapped and cheered as soul was given the golden guitar and people took pictures]
