When the stage is bare
I sit and ponder
The show is over folks im done
the curtain is falling
Im hanging up my hat for good
This boy from Texas had a good run
Last notch on this outlaws gun
Etched in my life like the carving on the tree
It stood tall over there in nineteen hundred and ninety three
But it's over now all hope is gone
No family no friends no love no home
The business end of a 45 don't play
I guess that's my justice in some dark way
The show is over none left here to see
If you see me in hell say a prayer for me