He lived his life in isolation
A man without a name
Saddled with a reputation
From Cheyenne he came
He moved down South when the money ran out
And turned to a life of crime
Things weren't all that different then
They'd kill you for a dime

Never showed no mercy
Had a heart of stone
And his hands were dirty
Stained to the bone 
He said

Turn back! It's too late
All I can do is pray there's another heaven
Turn back! It's too late
Sinners like me need another heaven
Turn back! It's too late
I've run out of time

He lived at least a dozen lifetimes
Luck was on his side
The only friend he ever had
Was his trusty forty-five
His final words to my grand daddy were
"Son, you must be brave"
And all that's left of what he was
Is in this Texas grave

He could smell the danger
Oh, he knew the end was near
Through the smoke and whiskey
One thing was clear
He said

Turn back! It's too late
All I can do is pray there's another heaven
Turn back! It's too late
Sinners like me need another heaven
Turn back! It's too late
All I can do is pray there's another heaven
Turn back! It's too late
I've run out of time
Look me in the eyes
I wanna see it coming

He never showed no mercy
Oh, he had a heart of stone
And his hands were dirty
Stained to the bone

Turn back! It's too late
All I can do is pray there's another heaven
Turn back! It's too late
Sinners like me need another heaven
Turn back! It's too late
I've run out of time
Turn back! It's too late
Sinners like me need another heaven, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, turn back! It's too late
All I can do is pray there's another heaven
Turn back! It's too late
I've run out of time
Look me in the eyes
I wanna see it coming
I wanna see it coming, yeah
I wanna see it coming, yeah, yeah
I wanna see it coming, baby