She played tamourine with a silver jingle
And she must have known the words to at least a million tunes,
but the one most requested by the man she knew as Cowboy
was the late night benediction at the Y'all Come Back saloon.
In a voice soft and trembling, she'd sing her songs to cowboy
Faded Love and faded memories,
How they linger in her mind.
Miles and years played the cowboy like an old melody,
out of tune and out of time.
Every night in the shadows, thinking back on Amarillo,