Well I'm coming back to Fort Worth,
Shiner in my blood,
And I was riding through the midnight hour
In a Jacksboro flooding,
And I won't stop gambling,
And I lost too many farms,
And my old mom darling fell from me in a rich old man's arms,
My God,
Oh my God,
Well someone stole my candles and burned them at both ends,
I can't afford to pay attention,
And drank away my drinking friends,
And I'm hunting down the coyote that hides outside this dive,
And I shot out the moon last night with my last .45,
My God,
Oh my God,
Well my mama was a pistol, I'm a son of a gun,
Yeah my daddy was a Yankee,
And he lived on the run,
I was born in a cane field,
I was raised to blame,
Hell I thought I told you boys,
I was going insane,
My God,
Oh my God,
Oh my God,
Oh my God,
Well I keep on getting older and younger by the
rye,
I can't take it easy anymore,
I ain't an easy going guy,
And when my living's all
over with no fate left to save,
Take blue bonnets pain and anger,
And place them on my grave,
My God,
Oh my God,
Well I'm coming back to Fort Worth,
Shining in my blood,
And I was riding through the midnight hour,
In a Jack Sparrow flooding,
And I won't stop for gambling,
Hell I lost too many farms,
And my old mom darling fell from me in a rich old man's arms,
My God,
Oh my God,
Oh my God,
Oh my God.