Got a gun in my holster
Got a horse between my knees
And Im goin to arizona
Pardon me, boys, if you please

I have been a desperado
Raped and pillaged cross the plain
Now, Im goin to arizona
Just a rider in the rain

Hes a rider in the rain
Hes a rider in the rain
And Im goin to arizona
Hes a rider in the rain

Oh, my mothers in st. louis
And my brides in tennessee
So, Im goin to arizona
With a banjo on my knee

Hes a rider in the rain
Hes a rider in the rain
And Im goin to arizona
Hes a rider in the rain

Used to work in uncles feed store
While he was fightin in the war
Now Im goin to arizona
Aint gonna work for him no more

Im the son of the prairie
And the wind that sweeps the plain
So, Im goin to arizona
Just a rider in the rain

Hes a rider in the rain
Hes a rider in the rain
And Im goin to arizona
Hes a rider in the rain

Hes a rider in the rain
Hes a rider in the rain
And Im goin to arizona
Just a rider in the rain