It sure was cold
It sure was crazy the way she just up
And told him, 'It's time for you to go'
He just gathered up his practical stuff then he hit the road
Loading up and packing his gun
He road off and never looked back
Now his horse was black and so were his boots
And his so was as empty as his wallet and his heart
Now every morning he just packs up his stuff and then he hits the road
Everyday he goes on his way looking
For some thing swing and crash land
Now the other night he was inspired to
Write up a song along the road he often rode
He was taken for a beautiful ride he was taken back
Shaken from his saddle he fell smacking to the valley of love
Now his tomb has changed even his luck took a turn for the better
Since he learned to face the music
He just bought himself a beautiful shack and a railroad
Now it just keeps rolling along turning every song into money
Man his life has changed and even his puppy
She lives in a giant mansion overlooking space
Ain't it funny how this all came about?
Ain't it wonderful?
Only in America, Jim could this have ever happened to him
Now his boots are gold and his horses as old
As the girl went through him out when was cold
He just bought himself a piece of the sun, ain't it wonderful?
Only in America, Jim could this have ever happened to him