Lyrics

A man sits alone at a table
In a dark and smoke-filled bar
Drifting away on the long lonesome chords
Of the cryin' steel guitar

The whiskey feels good as it burns in his throat
And he lights up his last cigar
'N' nobody knows of the deed that he's done
But the cryin' steel guitar

He feels a chill runnin' down his spine
He feels a touch of fear
He hears his guilt in the haunted whine
Of the cryin' steel guitar

He gets up to go
He heads for the door
He sees a man with a star
And he hears the whisper ofd doom in the wail
Of the cryin' steel guitar

It's too late to run
He goes for his gun
There's a flash of light and a roar
Then suddenly silence, not even the sound
Of the cryin' steel guitar

Killer run like a rabbit, hide like a quail
Murderer, you know that's what you are
And wherever you go, you'll remember the wail
Of the cryin steel guitar