Its a saturday afternoon romance
Between a cowboy and a fool
A drunken meet up
In a crude saloon
A poor rocky mountain town
Hes a scoundrel and
Shes no pearl
Together they are two lovers cruel

Got her balanced on his knee
He knows exactly what to say

You aint been born
Til you get out of town
And honey,
You might come with me

If you do...
Spare the innocent ones
Ill take you with me
Together we will be drifters free

Got her tangled in his arm
Shes a lusting, trusting fool

No man born can rule me
That Ive sworn
But stranger if you do
Ill 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?

As he grows sober
Sees his love anew
In morning light so true
He gets on the move
On the move