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It wasG dark and I was driving down a lonelyEm Texas road
the Cnight was hot and Dsleep pulled at my Emeyes
I was Gthinking bout the wild timEmes and the women that I'd had
The deCceitful things I'd Ddone and those Emlies
When Gstandin' in the shadows at the Dside of the road
Stood the Cfigure of a withered old Emman
He Gwore a black bandana a Dropin' stetson hat
With a Ctwo inch scarlet hat Emband
He Gheld his wrinkled hand up as a Emsign to shut 'er down
So I Cpulled over and Dstopped at his Emside
He Gopened up the door slid Emin and sat down
and said Cmy Dain't it hot toEmnight
I Gstudied this old man and it Dseemed mighty strange
for Chim to be out here all aEmlone
and Gthen he started talking and he Dtold me many things
of Ctimes that both of us had Emknown
He Gtold me of the wild life and the Emwomen that he'd known
How Cnone of them had Dever meant a Emthing
He Gtold me of a black night Emmuch the same as this
of the Cstrange and Dawesome things he'd Emseen
GA man beside the road had raised hiDs hand
and flagged him down So he Cstopped and let him Emin
That Gstranger told him stories that DI am hearing now
Bout the Cwild times and all the Emsin
And the Gcar got cold and clamy and this Emold man looked at me
He said Cboy I've Dcome here for Emyou
Your Gdays of wicked sinnin' have Emcome to an end
As a Cmortal on this Dearth you are Emthrough
Then his Geyes got red and firey as he Dtook his stetson off
To reCveal his evil horns shiney and Emblack
My Ggod the fear came o'er and my Dsenses were all lost
I Cfought with him until we finally Emcrashed
Next Gday they found the car at the Embottom of the draw
The young Ccowboy was Dfound beside the Emwreck
The Gcar had been consumed by fire
but the cowboy had no Emmarks
Except the Csmokin' pitchfork Dbrand upon his Emneck
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