[Intro]
When the last fire fades,
And the cold wind turns,
A horse waits beyond the dark
Where the old sky burns.

[Verse]
I did not die beneath my mountain,
I did not sleep beside my stream,
I did not hear the canyon calling
In the final human dream.
I was far from Chiricahua,
Far from dust and cedar flame,
But the night leaned down beside me
And it whispered my old name.

[Pre-Chorus]
All my roads were made of sorrow,
All my songs were made of stone,
But no prison, grave, or border
Could decide where I belong.

[Chorus]
Geronimo's Last Ride, through the endless sky,
Past the chains, past the pain, where the free souls fly.
Let the thunder be my guide, let the old winds rise,
I am going home on Geronimo's Last Ride.

[Verse]
I saw the faces of my people,
Those who fell and those who stayed,
Mothers standing by the fire,
Warriors waiting in the shade.
I saw the children of tomorrow
Hold the stories like a flame,
And I knew that no surrender
Could erase a people’s name.

[Pre-Chorus]
Every canyon keeps an echo,
Every stone remembers breath,
And the land that shaped a lifetime
Calls its children beyond death.

[Chorus]
Geronimo's Last Ride, through the endless sky,
Past the chains, past the pain, where the free souls fly.
Let the thunder be my guide, let the old winds rise,
I am going home on Geronimo's Last Ride.

[Instrumental]
Full drums rising, choir ascending,
Strings and guitars like horizons bending.

[Bridge]
Do not say the road is over,
Do not say the fire is gone,
When the songs of fallen nations
Find a voice and carry on.
I was dust and I was thunder,
I was wound and I was flame,
I was one man in the storm wind,
But the storm remembered my name.

[Breakdown]
No chain in the spirit.
No grave in the sky.
No empire can silence
The names that never die.

[Build-up]
Ride to the mountain, ride to the flame,
Ride with the old ones calling your name.
Ride through the sorrow, ride through the night,
Ride where the desert returns to the light.

[Chorus]
Geronimo's Last Ride, through the endless sky,
Past the chains, past the pain, where the free souls fly.
Let the thunder be my guide, let the old winds rise,
I am going home on Geronimo's Last Ride.

[Chorus]
Geronimo's Last Ride, let the whole world hear,
Not a song of defeat, but a song without fear.
From the canyon to the stars, from the dust to the light,
The old warrior rides on Geronimo's Last Ride.

[Outro]
When the last fire fades,
And the cold wind turns,
A horse waits beyond the dark
Where the old sky burns.
Under Chiricahua heaven,
Where the free winds never died,
The mountains open like a doorway
For Geronimo's Last Ride.