I met the devil by the railroad tracks
Look out mama I’m coming back
Ain’t nobody gonna pay my bail
Now I got the lawman behind my tail

I like the way things used to be back when
We played cowboys and Indians remember
When we use to talk alone, I miss you mama
And I miss being home

I remember my first guitar first gig at
The corner bar I never thought I’d take it
This far praying on a dream and an old tip
Jar

All my friends were there that night getting
Drunk and starting fights thinking we were
Never growing old time stood still I need
To get back home

Desperation on a honkytonk star broken dreams
Have left a scar never thought I’d take it this far
Praying on a dream and an old tip jar

I like the way things used to be back when
We played cowboys and Indians remember
When we use to talk alone, I miss you mama
And I miss being home

Lonely days and sleepless nights
Lost in hope but saw the light
You are always on my mind
Eternal love the test of time

I like the way things used to be back when
We were dancing with the wind you taught
Me everything I need to know I miss you
Mama and I miss being home