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 
I'll take you with me 
together we will be drifters free" 

got her tangled in his arm 
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?" 

as he grows sober 
sees his love anew 
in morning light so true 
he gets on the move 
on the move