Song Description

An amusing song about the lonliness of the cowboy life and the frustration of coming back from the range and getting on the dating scene again.

Lyrics

Fare thee well, cattle drive.
So good to be alive
As I hightail down that dusty trail to you.
Those long months alone,
Just me and my chestnut roan,
Come to and end round the bend
At our rondez-vous.

My spurs are smokin' as you gallop into sight.
Your lips are glistening by the fading purple light.
What I wouldn't give to be your saddle, darlin',
As you ride into the sunset tonight.

Though we ride through the hills
To the song of whip-poor-wills
It's the music of your laughter that I hear.
But the tune's bitter-sweet
'Cause my evening's incomplete.
How can I ever kiss you if you won't dismount that mare?

Your dark hair is blowing in the evening breeze.
I think you popped a button, or do you mean to tease?
If we watered the horses we could linger by the trees.
Oh darlin' you know I aim to please.

(Harmony yodel over verse.)

Your eyes are glowing like the Western sky.
Full moon's a risin' and your jeans sure fit just right.
What I wouldn't give to be your saddle, darlin,
As you ride into the sunset tonight.

What I wouldn't give...