To the Last Dead Cowboy

I'm a careless hopeless hard drinking man
Frightened by the thunder and the cold
Many times you see me
Out there on the land
I'm a man who died a long long time ago
I'm a man who died a long long time ago

The trail is long
But it leads everywhere
Out in the desert glare
I put my hat down over my eyes
Hypnotized by the image on the screen

Shirt so white and clean
So the pistols on the side
Take a trip
To the widе open spaces
Looking for the tracеs
Of that wild friend to his car
Riding out
Feel the rain on our faces
For the familiar places
Truck stop and the mall
This country starts to look and sound the same
There's a singer on the radio and I don't like his name

I'm a careless hopeless hard drinking man
Frightened by the thunder and the cold
Many times you see me
Out there on the land
I'm a man who died a long long time ago
I'm a man who died a long long time ago

We light the range
Paint the town red on the weekend
While the bankers and the lawyers
Drive our country to the wall
Four winds blow turn up my collar
By a burger for a dollar
It's the final cattle call

I'm a careless hopeless hard drinking man
Frightened by the thunder and the cold
Many times you see me
Out there on the land
I'm a man who died a long long time ago
I'm a man who died a long long time ago