verse 1
Put the horses in the stable
Load the mules on the train
Set your pistols on the table
Leave the dogs out in the rain
Take the money that they gave you
Hide it in a mason jar
Nobody now can save you
It don't matter where you are
Turn your lamp down low
Hear the four wins blow
Bow your head to pray
It ain't what you planned
You got one last stand
Let the music play
verse 2
Left for dead in southern Georgia
At the hands of hapless John
With your baby waitin' for ya'
You were home before the dawn
You know your shakin' hands with Satan
When your mouth is goin? dry
When that law man back in Dayton
Wouldn't look you in the eye
verse 3
He was nothin' but a grifter
And he came to play the part
Disguised as Luke the drifter
Talk about a cheatin' heart
And he sold you down the river
when he rode into your town
Then that same old Indian giver
Struck a match and burned it down
verse 4
Now you're alone and barely breathing
Looking down from up above
Needing something to believe in
One lonely truth and love
And the storm is slowly dying
At the breaking of the day
All the steel guitars are crying
I'm rollin' down that lost highway
It ain't like you planned
You got one last stand
Let the music play