It`s a Saturday afternoon romance
between a cowboy and a fool
a drunken meet up
in a crude saloon
a poor Rocky Mountain town
he`s a scoundrel and
she`s no pearl
together they are two lovers cruel
got her balanced on his knee
he knows exactly what to say
`you ain`t been born
til you get out of town
and honey,
you might come with me`
`if you do...
spare the innocent ones
and I`ll take you with me
together we will be drifters free`
got her tangled in his arms
she`s a lusting, trusting fool
`no man born can rule me,
that I`ve sworn
but stranger if you do
I`ll belong to you`
`If you do...
would you spare the innocent ones
would you take me with you?
can you love the land
and love me too?`