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 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 drunking 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

Scatter the ashes over the road
Then let a strong wind blow
When I can't walk away
It's my time to go

Scatter the ashes over the road
Then let a strong wind blow
When I can't walk away
It's my time to go

Scatter the ashes over the road
Then let a strong wind blow
When I can't walk away
It's my time to go

(Scatter the ashes)