Cowboy Romance
It's a Saturday afternoon romanceBetween a cowboy and a fool...
A drunken meet upIn a crude saloonA poor rocky mountain townHe's a scoundrel andShe's no pearlTogether they are two lovers cruel
Got her balanced on his kneeHe knows exactly what to say"you ain't been born'til you get out of townAnd honey, you might come with me
If you do . . .I'll spare the innocent onesAnd take you with meTogether we will be drifters free"
Got her tangled in his armsShe's a lusting, trusting fool"there's no man born that can rule meAnd that I've swornBut stranger if you doI'll belong to you
If you do . . . would you spare the innocent onesAnd take me with you?Can't you love the landAnd love me too?"
As he grows soberSees his love anewIn the morning light so trueHe gets on the move...
On the move