(Jack Wesley Routh - Len Pollard)

Just a broken down cowboy all down on his luck
Been through the best of his friends
On a long lonesome highway in an old pickup truck.

Crossed Texas like a hot dusty wind
He was all around cowboy back in1949
From the top it's been long way down.

Since the whiskey and the women
Started winnin' his time
They rode him high and hard to the ground
He remembers the thrill of bein' a winner
In the days of his first rodeo.

But there's somethin' about winning
That didn't last forever
Maybe tomorrow things'll get better
If devil lets loose of his soul
He'll be, be the all around cowboy again.