In a little cafe on some nowhere street
On the wrong side of the Texas border
Jimmy nursed a beer and a hungover grudge
Watched his face in the mirror growing older
He was wondering if that repetitive riff
On the jukebox off in the corner
Was but a sad refrain for a life spent in vain
Or just a requiem for his last quarter
He was only 26 but he'd come a long way
From the reservation roads of North Dakota
He had pure Indian blood but his skin was so pale
He never had much trouble crossing over
He wore turquoise and silver and the eyes of a killer
But his soul was as gentle as rain
The locals called him a cowboy and he was in an odd way
Ghostriding the night sky in a low-flying plane
From the Colombian jungle to the West Texas prairie
He would ferry the loads of cocaine
The money was good but it was well understood
He only did it for the love of his sweet precious Jane
Oh that girl was trouble
Now she was a girl not of the best character
A lot of fun but you could never quite trust her
Broke a lot of hearts and derailed some applecarts
But in Jimmy's eyes she'd never lose her luster
She ran off to the city to pursue the nitty-gritty
With a man who I'll admit was me
But things just didn't feel right until one night
I told her Janie girl you know where you should be
She looked at me with those big brown eyes
And brushed aside what almost looked like a tear
She said just once in my life I'm gonna do something right
I'm gonna grab that first train straight out of here
Back to Cowboy
Jimmy couldn't believe his eyes when he saw her
But they planned a whole new life together
Fueled up the plane for just one last run
But ran into a patch of bad weather
Now sweet Janie sits up some general's knee
In a drug palace outside of Cali
While poor Jimmy's serving 40 to life
In the West Texas pen
So sorry

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