[Verse] He rode into town like the fury of God The whiskey was the fuel and the world was the rod He aimed his pistol at the preacher and the bar And said I want my funeral on the front page Of every paper that you make I want you to sing Amazing Grace And I want you to give me a good review When I'm gone 'Cause there's a place called hell And it's got a place for me [Chorus] They said He ain't the man who wore the star They said He ain't the man who wore the star [Verse 2] He was the firstborn son of a rodeo bum In the backseat of a '49 Ford It was February cold and the rain was pourin' down But he came out just fine And he lived on that dirt road until he was thirteen His daddy kept a .38 special in the drawer And he taught him to shoot in the fields of Abilene Said If they want you Then give 'em what for [Chorus] And said You ain't the man who wore the star And said You ain't the man who wore the star And said You ain't the man who wore the star And said You ain't the man who wore the star [Verse 3] He woke up in the back of a blue Bronco And the dirt was just flyin' by There was blood on his jeans and there was smoke in his lungs And the road was a yellow line His head was poundin' like a blacksmith's hammer And the dog lay on the floor And he heard that voice from somewhere deep Sayin' boy What the hell you waitin' for? [Chorus] And said You ain't the man who wore the star And said You ain't the man who wore the star And said You ain't the man who wore the star And said You ain't the man who wore the star