scatter the ashes

he got busted up bad down in lubbock

he was taking the greyhound back home. though the fire in his eye never flickered

he knew the best of his good days were gone

he said i'm thinking a lot about retiring

but the rodeo life is all that i know

saying i don't know what to do with the rest

but i'm too burned out to go on. he said

scatter the ashes over the road

then let a strong wind blow

when i can't walk away

it's my time to go. he said son my road map to heaven

sometimes leads me out of the way

through those rodeo towns and those drunkin' old sundowns

someday to an early grave. he pulled his saddle up over his shoulder

he said before you throw dirt on my bones

hey tell me what do you do with the broken old cowboy. who spend his whole life being thrown. he said