Old Wore out Cowboys (feat. Jamey Johnson, Willie Nelson & Trigger)

There must be someplace for old wore out cowboys
 Broken down pickers and dreamers like me
 Where the cue sticks are straight and the beer's always cold
 And the jukebox is playing Hank Williams for free
 Well I've worked in pool rooms, and barrooms and bedrooms
 From Cheyenne to Memphis, it ain't nothing new
 Hard bodied young cowgirls, too many state fair bulls
 I rode em all till I'm busted and bruised
 There must be someplace for old wore out cowboys
 For Broken down pickers and dreamers like me
 Where the cue sticks are straight and the beer's always cold
 And the jukebox is playing Hank Williams for free
 I picked my guitar till my finger's blistered
 Bleeding and sweating, staining my jeans
 They tried to whip me, but more didn't than did
 And I'm proud of my dues and god has 6 strings
 There must be someplace for old wore out cowboys
 For Broken down pickers and dreamers like me
 Where the cue sticks are straight and the beer's always cold
 And the jukebox is playing Hank Williams for free
 And they'll never stay home and they're always alone
 Even with someone they love