Well I still wear his old faded red bandana I use it to wipe the sweat away from my brow You know I used it to dry my eyes on the day they left me What I wouldn't give to have him here still wearing it now It's hard to believe it'll be twenty years come November Man, sometimes I swear it seems like only last fall I can still hear the wisdom in his words like well-spoken poetry I can still see the salt rings on his old 20X Resistol Ah, but the days turn to months into ages Just as sure as barbed wire turns into rust Old cowboys ride off into the sunset Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
[00:51.354] Well I still wear his old faded red bandana [00:57.571] I use it to wipe the sweat away from my brow [01:02.612] You know I used it to dry my eyes on the day they left me [01:08.783] What I wouldn't give to have him here still wearing it now [01:15.380] It's hard to believe it'll be twenty years come November [01:20.353] Man, sometimes I swear it seems like only last fall [01:27.166] I can still hear the wisdom in his words like well-spoken poetry [01:32.821] I can still see the salt rings on his old 20X Resistol [01:39.734] Ah, but the days turn to months into ages [01:46.005] Just as sure as barbed wire turns into rust [01:51.456] Old cowboys ride off into the sunset [01:56.751] Ashes to ashes, dust to dust [02:02.845] Ashes to ashes, dust to dust [02:08.709] Ashes to ashes, dust to dust [02:14.510] Ashes to ashes, dust to dust
