Digital Cowboy

I met a man in a dive
down in New Orleans.
I recognized his handsome face.
It was none of my business
but I had to know
what he was doin’ in this kinda place.

‘Cause he used to have money.
He used to have honeys.
He used to be society’s prince.
But he still wore a grin
when I sat beside him
and asked where all that money went.

He said, “Some was spent on gamblin’,
A lot was spent on women.
A little on some good Cabernet.
Three or four divorces.
At least as many horses,
That never left the starting gate.

“Diamond rings and furs,
Swampland in New Jersey,
That week I spent a year in L.A.
You know I hate to admit it,
But I threw the rest away.”

He said, “Money don’t mean nothin’
in this game of life.
It’s just a way of keepin’ score.
Show me a man whose got everything,
I’ll show you one who wants even more.

“So smoke ‘em if you got ‘em
But when you hit bottom,
Ya gotta have a reason to smile.
You? You can have a little piece of the rock.
I’ll take a little peace of mind.”