Out on the range they call me cowboy
I ride high in the saddle like a man
I could drink I could fight, I could stay out all night
Till trouble finally lent the boy a hand
I woke up all hung over in a jail house
I cried, Lord this is more than I can stand
My last dime got through to Dunklin
They had a bed I could bunk in
I said, "Mickey, I'm in trouble
Can you give this man a hand?"
Chorus:
He said you're broke, but not quite broken
How you gonna hear the Lord when He has spoken?
'Cause being broke, but not quite broken..
You're gonna run away when the door flies open
Just a proud, crazy old cowboy
A ladies man, riding high in style
I could dance 'em and romance 'em
And then hang 'em out to dry
Pretend I even loved some for a while
Till I tied the knot with the one who had my baby
I thought maybe this would tame the cowboy donw
Till my mind flipped back to Dunklin
And the only thing that sunk in
Was the last thing Mickey told me
When He loved me with his smile
Chorus
Now one day this proud, crazy cowboy
He lost it all to women, d** and gin
And no matter where I turned, I was always gettin' burned
Til I remembered something Mickey called: "LOST-IN-SIN!"
Picked up my bible, I started reading
I saw something I had never seen before
Scales fell from my eyes, I began to realize
Gotta get back to Dunklin, 'cause I really need you Lord
Now I'm broke, and I'm finally broken
I cry every time my Lord has spoken
Lord, take my heart and break it wide open
'Cause more than being broke... I wanna be broken
(c)1991 Positive Power Pub./BMI