American Remains
The Highwaymen Lyrics


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I am a shotgun rider for the San Jacinto line
The desert is my brother, my skin is cracked and dry
I was ridin' on a folk coach and everything was fine
'Til we took a shorter road to save some time
The bandits only fired once, they shot me in the chest
They may have wounded me but they'll never get the best
Of better men 'cause I'll ride again
I am a river gambler, I make a livin' dealin' cards
My clothes are smooth and honest, my heart is cold and hard
I was shufflin' for some delta boys on a boat for New Orleans
I was the greatest shark they'd ever seen
But the captain bumped a sandbar and an ace fell from my sleeve
They threw me overboard as I swore I didn't cheat
But I could swim and I'll 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 again

I am a midwest farmer, I make a livin' 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 bankman says he likes me, but there's nothin' he can do
He tells me that he's comin', but the clouds are comin' too
He ain't my friend and I'll ride again

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
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
They'll never win, I'll 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 again

Overall Meaning

The Highwaymen's song "American Remains" is a tribute to the various different types of people who make up America, and their resilience in the face of hardship. The lyrics tell the stories of a shotgun rider for the San Jacinto line who was shot by bandits, but vows to ride again; a river gambler who was thrown overboard for cheating, but also vows to ride again; a midwest farmer struggling with a drought and a bankman who can't help him; and an American Indian whose tribe has suffered at the hands of white colonizers, but who also vows to ride again.


The song suggests that America's greatness is derived from the strength and courage of its people, who refuse to be beaten down by hardship, and who will always come back to fight again. The idea of riding again is a recurring theme throughout the song, suggesting that no matter what happens, the American spirit will always endure.


Overall, "American Remains" is a powerful and moving tribute to the diversity and resilience of American people.


Line by Line Meaning

I am a shotgun rider for the San Jacinto line
I am a member of the San Jacinto line and I ride shotgun


The desert is my brother, my skin is cracked and dry
I spend a lot of time in the desert and it has taken its toll on me


I was ridin' on a folk coach and everything was fine
I was traveling on a folk coach and everything seemed to be going well


'Til we took a shorter road to save some time
We decided to take a shortcut to save time


The bandits only fired once, they shot me in the chest
I was shot by bandits, but only once in the chest


They may have wounded me but they'll never get the best
The bandits may have hurt me, but they will never defeat me


Of better men 'cause I'll ride again
I am a strong person and I will continue to persevere


I am a river gambler, I make a livin' dealin' cards
I make a living by gambling on river boats and dealing cards


My clothes are smooth and honest, my heart is cold and hard
I may look honest, but I have a tough exterior


I was shufflin' for some delta boys on a boat for New Orleans
I was dealing cards for some guys from the Mississippi Delta on a boat headed to New Orleans


I was the greatest shark they'd ever seen
I was the best card player they had ever encountered


But the captain bumped a sandbar and an ace fell from my sleeve
The boat hit a sandbar and one of the cards I had hidden fell out


They threw me overboard as I swore I didn't cheat
They accused me of cheating and threw me overboard despite my protestations of innocence


But I could swim and I'll ride again
Despite being thrown overboard, I survived and will continue to go on


We are heroes of the homeland, American remains
We are people who love our country and are proud to be Americans


We live in many faces and answer many names
We come from all walks of life and respond to different names depending on our occupation or background


We will not be forgotten, we won't be left behind
We will not be ignored or abandoned in our country


Our memories live on in mortal minds
We will be remembered long after we are gone


And poets pens, we'll ride again
Even when reduced to words on a page, we will continue to inspire and be remembered


I am a midwest farmer, I make a livin' off the land
I am a farmer in the midwest and rely on my crops for income


I ride a John Deere tractor, I'm a liberated man
I use a John Deere tractor to work and feel free and independent because of it


But the rain, it hasn't fallen since the middle of July
Drought conditions have persisted for a long time and it has not rained since July


And if it don't come soon, my crops will die
If it doesn't rain soon, my crops will not survive


The bankman says he likes me, but there's nothin' he can do
The banker who I work with is sympathetic, but cannot offer financial relief


He tells me that he's comin', but the clouds are comin' too
The banker promises that he will come to help, but is unable to control the weather


He ain't my friend and I'll ride again
Despite the lack of assistance, I will persevere and continue farming


I am an American Indian, my tribe is Cherokee
I am a member of the Cherokee Tribe and am proud of my heritage


My forefathers loved this land, they left it here for me
My ancestors cherished this land and left it as a legacy for future generations


But the white man came with boats and trains and dirty factories
The arrival of white settlers resulted in environmental damage and the destruction of traditional ways of life


Poisoned my existence with his deeds
The actions of the white settlers have had a negative impact on my well-being


Nature is our mother, we are sucklings at her breast
As native people, we rely on the land and the environment for everything


And he who tries to beat her down will lose her to the rest
Anyone who tries to damage or exploit the environment will ultimately lose it to everyone else


They'll never win, I'll ride again
Despite the challenges faced by native people, they will persevere and endure




Lyrics © CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC
Written by: Rivers Rutherford

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