The band has quit playin' and the house lights are on Pry this drink from my fingers and the good times are gone There's a girl in the corner, she's been waiting all night For some road-weary gypsy to take her home for a while I ain't got it in me... all I got's this guitar Yeah, I'll keep breakin' strings, But, I've long since quit breakin' hearts So, I'll stick to my guns and keep ridin' Got my sights set on the one that I love And I'll go where the music will take me All the while gatherin' dust A wise man once told me, "Play it straight from the heart... if you don't stand for something it will all fall apart." Like a lonesome dust devil spinnin' out of control Gonna flare up and burn out, that's just the way that it goes And I'll look for a good star in this big Texas sky There must be a heaven, the road is my angel tonight And I'll stick to my guns and keep ridin' Got my sights set on the one that I love And I'll go where the music will take me All the while gatherin' dust The band has quit playin' and we've tore it all down Take this drink from my fingers, we gotta head out of town