On the southern side of Cowtown
With a six-string and a dream
Playing dives and singing songs
I found a crowd inside this scene
Looking back at all the miles
That was a luck or destiny
And I’m running out of time
To be the man I used to be
Cut through the winds out in Texas
With a melody in tow
Loaded 84
And the road we’d go
With a guitar in hand
You know there ain’t guarantee
And I’m running out of time
To be the man I used to be
They nothing forever
next day be last
Oh, and I behind
I into the past
I’m drinking to the dawn
wild and free
And I’m running out of time
To be the man I used to be
I woke lonely in San Marcos
With heartache on mind
Why old winter poet
Here to stand the test of time
I thought I’d play this forever
would agree
And I’m running out of time
To be the man I used to be
Now it’s been a long, long time
Since I was in George’s Bar
these songs I sang
I this country near and far
And I’ve in Worth
in the I still see
I’m running out of time
To be the man I used to be
They nothing forever
next day be last
Oh, and I behind
I into the past
I’m drinking to the dawn
wild and free
And I’m running out of time
To be the man I used to be
A million miles of highway
And I still room to run
I was there at the beginning
And I’m not to being done
Some legends die
I that some me
I’m running out of time
To be the man I used to be
They nothing forever
next day be last
And I behind
I into the past
I’m drinking to the dawn
wild and free
And I’m running out of time
To be the man I used to be
Yeah, I’m running out of time
To be the man I used to be
