wild young cowboy out on the highway a telecaster kid of the rocking trade lost unto the straight and narrow to honkytonks and masquerade tempted by a thousand pleasures it s foolish comfort for the soul a deadly shot in there ain t no sign posts along this road it is such a sweet temptation it gives such grief relief it is such a false sensation how come that s so hard to believe hiram williams was in the back seat of a cadillac on new year s day he closed his eyes and sang his last song mister leon payne s the lost highway that same old song with a sad sweet ending is playing somewhere south of town by a band of hard young rockers who never think they ll see the sun go down and it is such a sweet temptation it gives such grief relief it is such a false sensation how come that s so hard to believe a young angel sings in sorrow for the broken hearted and betrayed a last waltz for the wild young cowboy who never came back from the lost highway an old diablo waits in silence for the loco gringo young in years he waits alone in heaven s shadow with a stolen horse and tequila tears  and it is such a sweet temptation it gives such grief relief it is such a false sensation how come that s so hard to believe it is such a sweet temptation it gives such a brief relief it is such a false sensation how come that s so hard to believe it is such a false sensation how come that s so hard to believe 