Oh, he rode into town hot and dusty
To that bar as the sun began to set
And he pulled out his packet of Macon's
Just to roll up that last cigarette
Oh, she strolled from the
end of the barroom
As she passed him she stopped
and their eyes met
And she slipped the match
out of his fingers
Just to light up his last cigarette
She didn't know of the secret he carried
She couldn't know of that terrible bet
She didn't know they were
coming to get him,
She didn't know it was his last cigarette.
Oh, he'd broken the
toughest of broncos,
Like the outlaws and gunmen he'd met,
Ah, but he turned his back
to the doorway
When she lit up that last cigarette.
For a moment the fu ture seemed changing
Of the past he could have no regret
When they came in with
guns all a -blazin'
He was smokin' that last cigarette
When the gun smoke had cleared,
he lay dying
As she knelt by his side, he could forget
And he sighed and he smiled
and said to her,
Thanks for lighting my last cigarette you