another lady in a bad situation like he hadn't been seein' plenty of them lately wasn't her fault, she was no angel either what's a cowboy to do when a lady says "hey, mister, please take me outta here"
and then she looked right into his soul and she sighed
"I know you won't, but I gotta beg you: please, take me with you"
for him, no leaving a lady like that on such a dangerous night full moon sailing and setting fast her eyes were reflecting nothing at all
so he tied her limp body to his saddle, her bruises, and her broken arm in a sad excuse for a cast
a beautiful lonesome dove he thought it would only be one night's ride to a big city
he figured he would be back on the move again but beware, my friends, the moon has ideas of her very own
she is a witch, goddess, planet beyond reckoning
riding out on these plains as you will, you are stricken beloved, entranced,
enchanted
but you can still ride on and call out your name whenever you feel yourself in danger
hope that it makes you feel safe then, call out another beloved name into the echo desert highway echo is listening