Last Cigarette

Oh, he rode into town hot and dusty
To that bar as the Sun began to set
And he pulled out his packet of Makin's
Just to roll up that last cigarette

Oh, she strolled from the end of the bar room
As she passed him, she stopped and their eyes met
And she slipped the match out of his fingers
Just to light up his last cigarette

She didn't know of the secret he carried
She couldn't know of that terrible bet
She didn't know they were coming to get him
She didn't know it was his last cigarette

Oh, he'd broken the toughest of broncos
Like the outlaws and gunmen he'd met
Ah, but he turned his back to the doorway
When she lit up that last cigarette

For a moment the future seemed changing
Of the past, he could have no regret
When they came in with guns all a-blazing
He was smoking that last cigarette

When the gun smoke had cleared, he lay dying
As she knelt by his side, he could forget
And he sighed and he smiled and said to her
"Thanks for lighting my last cigarette"