"Hotel Paisano" lyrics

Well I'm sitting in the lobby of the paisano drinking my fine wine
Staring at the dead ranchers who used to run this town
Well they got drove off by bankers and big city artists
Who won their war with top dollar and paint brushes

Well this world turned bad when they ran the cows and sheep out the land
And drilled another water well and stretched up another fence
Well they say there's nothing there, they've just never got out of the truck
You gotta get off highway 90 and walk through the safe brush

When the wind blows in west Texas I can't help but cry
I pray it blows the rich man away and takes his sins down the line
I know they say the good days have all but come to an end
So tonight I'll sit in the paisano and remember when

Well the old have all died and passed it on
And the kids will just sell it off
For a stack of greens in their pocket
And a big ol' pad up in north San Antone
Their daddy's bled and died for the land
They'll never even know
What it took to buy it for a dollar
Now that acres as good as gold

When the wind blows in west Texas I can't help but cry
I pray it blows the rich man away and takes his sins down the line
I know they say the good days have all but come to an end
So tonight I'll sit in the paisano and remember when

Well I don't mean to sound so hard
I'm just tired of seeing it go down
Cause once it's gone it gone
There ain't no bringing the land back around

When the wind blows in west Texas I can't help but cry
I pray it blows the rich man away and takes his sins down the line
I know they say the good days have all but come to an end
So tonight I'll sit in the paisano and remember when
Oh remember when
Oh remember when