The mirage
Of Del Rio
It was burning
In his eyes

And sleep
Had escaped him
Too consumed
By his pride

Like the lonesome
And high country
He was lost
In a haze

And the thoughts
Of what he'd do
If he unloaded
All his rage

The man from Waco

The city
Was almost silent
As he passed
The humming signs

On the corner
He heard laughter
Made him afraid
Of what he'd find

He pushed
Through the door
Hypnotized
By a sound

Just then
Tears overcame
Him and his heart
Began to drown

The man from Waco

It was there
That he shot
Her while the lovers
Were embraced

With the bullet
He intended
For the man
Who took his place

He cried
Through the night
As he made
His escape

But the rain
That was fallin'
Could not wash
Away his shame

The man from Waco

On the banks
Of the Brazos
Where the desert
Willow grows

The clear
Shallow water
Just won't say
All it knows

A moment
Of burning anger
Can curse the living
Through the days

You can let
That river take you
But you will never
Get away

The man from Waco