��It's been long, dark, dirty road�A pocket full of gold�And I've been out here now�All on my own�Well it's real quiet here�Just the way I'd like it here�There's no one by the main gate set�1955���Born to a dean of spite�I laid my head on that�Milligan Creek bed�I was a young man�Helping this land�Oh I put down these dreams�As a senior man�Thought I'd live forever�With my heart in my pocket�On my gun�By my side�My feelings in a locket�That was a cold year�In 77�But I married my wife�We had two kids�I gave her a daughter�She gave me a son �But we rode �Those damn horses �Until we had none �Fist still like flying �Doing things for dying �No I should have put �That on gun away �But I ��I am a broken cowboyAnd I don't feel right no moreCause I am a broken cowboyguitar soloIn and out from the fast lineRacing carsAnd rolling trainsI thought I had it allAnd then one dayI got the carFather's worst dreamMy son went downAnd IGod has deceived meCause I see grayComing down with thoseGold words you're sayingThen you called me brotherBut this can't be soCause you slandered my nameAnd it will, it will blowOh, oh, oh, ohAnd II am a broken cowboyAnd I don't feel right no moreCause I am a broken cowboyYes, I am a broken cowboyI am a broken cowboyguitar soloIt's a long, dark, dirty roadA box full of goldAnd nowI've been out here nowAll on my ownIt's real quiet hereJust the way I like it hereThere's no one to bother meExcept that old taunting treeguitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar sologuitar solo