The band has quit playing And the house lights are on Pry this drink from my fingers And the good times are gone. There's a girl in the corner She's been waiting all night For some road weary gypsy To take her home for awhile. But I ain't got it in me All I've got is this guitar And I'll keep breaking strings But I've long since quit breaking hearts. And I'll stick to my guns and keep riding Got my sights set on the one that I love I'll go where the music will take me All the while gathering dust. A wise man once told me Play it straight from the heart 'Cause if you don't stand for something It will all fall apart Like a lonesome dust devil Spinning out of control Gonna flare up and burn out That's the way that it goes. So I'll look for a good star in that big Texas sky Lord there must be a heaven The road is my angel tonight. And I'll stick to my guns and keep riding Got my sights set on the one that I love And I'll go where the music will take me All the while gathering dust. Yeah I'll stick to my guns and keep riding Got my sights set on the one that I love And I'll go where the music will take me All the while gathering dust. The band has quit playing They tore it all down Pry this drink from my fingers Gonna head out of town, Ha!