cowboys and chorus girls alo old timey tales of dusty trails a rusty pail sits beside a salloon ties up his ride the music inside tickles his mind gives a nod to the moon remainders of the day lay on the floor caesar on the stage blowing out the doors singing hold on amigo just let the reins go always a chance for surprise moving east as the wind blows waits up for me though you move like a bird on a line coming la la la la la la la la la la la like a bird on a line calling la la la la la la la la la la la like the dust in the sky hootin and hollering shadows are following she doesn t see them but they are still there golden and glimmering fire is flickering somebody bickering legs kick up in the air remainders of the day swept from the floor worries in her name blowing out the door she sings hold on amigo don t let the reins go always a chance for surprise moving east as the wind blows waits up for me though you move like a bird on a line coming la la la la la la la la la la la like a bird on a line calling la la la la la la la la la la la like the dust in the sky chorus boots silver buckles he could take you down with his bare knuckles everybody in the room had something to prove girls dressed up like moulin rouge man at the bar i think his name was nash gave a wink and a nod to a wax mustache serving up the drinks tall and raw and all the cowboys in the house singing yee haw cowboys and chorus girls cowboys and chorus girls cowboys and chorus girls cowboys and chorus girls cowboys and chorus girls cowboys and chorus girls cowboys and chorus girls cowboys and chorus girls cowboys and chorus girls cowboys and chorus girls