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