I Feel Like The King Original song by: Bill Dickson. All rights reserved I feel like the King, when the riders ride in, Carrying more dispatches, How many more, will I even the score, Before the time elapses. The time elapses. If all was alright, in the world for one night, Yes, I know I'm just supposin', Will we ever heed the ones left in need? Before the time is chosen, The time is chosen. I'll be all right. I'll get through the night, Close all the doors and sharpen my lances, I'll be okay. I'll get through the day, Throw open the door. I'm taking my chances. I feel like the King, when the riders ride in, Carrying more dispatches, Will we understand, that it's all in our hands, Before the time elapses, The time elapses. Here's to them all, the big and the small, Here's to the ones forgotten, Here's to the highs and there's to the lows, Here's to the love I've gotten, The love I've gotten, I'll be all right. I'll get through the night, Close all the doors and sharpen my lances, I'll be okay. I'll get through the day, Throw open the door. I'm taking my chances. I feel like the King, when the riders ride in, I'm hoping I'll be forgiven, Here's to the ones here, and to the ones gone, And here's to the love we've given, To the love we're given, I'll be all right. I'll get through the night, Close all the doors and sharpen my lances, I'll be okay. I'll get through the day, Throw open the door. I'm taking my chances.