On his way to dinner when it took him by surprise

And with one pull of the trigger he would vanish overnight

Dancing by the roadside, holding on for dear life

Then a gun from out of nowhere made a widow of his wife

Single file down the runway

And I'll see you my friend

Riding painted horses, oh, the kids, they love it so

You can see it on their faces, how they love the wind to blow

Minding my own business, like my mamma always said

But if I don't try to help 'em, they could wind up on the front page

Draw the line, then draw me an arrow

Calling Perry Mason again, again

Wake me when it's over

Tell me it's all right

Just keep on talking baby

I've been doing this all night

How much did you give me?

Tell me it'll be all right

Again, again, again