Biography:
New Riders of the Purple Sage is an American country rock band. The group emerged from the psychedelic rock scene in San Francisco, California in 1969. Its original lineup included Jerry Garcia, founder and motive force of the Grateful Dead, on pedal steel guitar. The Riders' best known song is "Panama Red", written by Peter Rowan. The band is sometimes referred to as the New Riders, or as NRPS .
The song " On My way Back Home " was used by Ofsshore
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Original by Jim & Jesse
[Verse 1]
D
I just pulled on to the highway in my little foreign car
D A D
Well it’s raining and the road is really bad
D
I never saw that big old diesel but I heard him hit the air
D A D
I’ve got a feeling that I might have made him mad
[Verse 2]
D
He closed the gap between us pushed the pedal on the floor
D A D
He’s makin’ ninety in that big old diesel truck
D
I can hear the names he’s calling me above the engine’s roar
D A D
And the words won’t be found in Webster’s books
[Verse 3]
D G
There’s a diesel on my tail a-making ninety miles an hour
G D A
My reflection in my mirror is mighty pale
A D G D
I can hear St.Peter calling I can almost smell the flowers
D A D
Can this compact take the impact there’s a diesel on my tail
[Verse 4]
D
Well I’m huffin’ and puffin’ and I’m trying to make the grade
D A D
And I wish I had some pedals on this cart
D
And I’m slippin’ and a-slidin’ and afraid to touch the brake
D A D
For the two of us could never stand the jar
[Verse 5]
D
Well I’m slippin’ and a-slidin’ trying to hold it on the road
D A D
And I tell you I just got to win this race
D
While I’m tremblin’ and a-shakin’ he is pouring on the coal
D A D
So close that I can steal his license plate
[Verse 1]
D
I just pulled on to the highway in my little foreign car
D A D
Well it’s raining and the road is really bad
D
I never saw that big old diesel but I heard him hit the air
D A D
I’ve got a feeling that I might have made him mad
[Verse 2]
D
He closed the gap between us pushed the pedal on the floor
D A D
He’s makin’ ninety in that big old diesel truck
D
I can hear the names he’s calling me above the engine’s roar
D A D
And the words won’t be found in Webster’s books
[Verse 3]
D G
There’s a diesel on my tail a-making ninety miles an hour
G D A
My reflection in my mirror is mighty pale
A D G D
I can hear St.Peter calling I can almost smell the flowers
D A D
Can this compact take the impact there’s a diesel on my tail
[Verse 4]
D
Well I’m huffin’ and puffin’ and I’m trying to make the grade
D A D
And I wish I had some pedals on this cart
D
And I’m slippin’ and a-slidin’ and afraid to touch the brake
D A D
For the two of us could never stand the jar
[Verse 5]
D
Well I’m slippin’ and a-slidin’ trying to hold it on the road
D A D
And I tell you I just got to win this race
D
While I’m tremblin’ and a-shakin’ he is pouring on the coal
D A D
So close that I can steal his license plate
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