Let 'er Go

Jerry Jeff Walker Last night I sat out on the boat dock and smoked a big cigar Let my mind drift back along the road of life I Jerry Jeff Walker We held a funeral and a wake at the Diamondback Saloon With every old-time cowboy agathered in one room Swappin' tales and tellin' lies from days when they were young Fearless buckaroos who always let the ponies run I still see us behind the chutes, standin' in the sun Light reflecting off the shiny buckles that we'd won Farmin' boys from everywhere, just a ropin' in our dreams Buckin' down the highway in old trucks and faded jeans Cheyenne days to Fort Worth nights, we drove every inch of road We often spoke our dreams out loud, sharing rooms and dirty clothes The bandaged up, the broken ones, too tough to ever cry The one we won the big go around, the drinks were ours to buy