Planet
They rode like they was Rangers as they out of the skies They had High-Tech with beacons in their eyes My gun was and ready when I looked into their face I seen they just weren't common buck-a-roos born of the human race No, sir, these Cowboys from space
Their shootin' irons shot light and their spurs was anodized Bandanas caked with stardust and their jeans was Well he me a halter, said, "Tighten up the girth." But before I hit the saddle we were miles the Earth. And I MILES above the Earth
I seen London, Paris, Budapest, Kashmir and And there ain't no sight like a desert looking down on Mexico To the Moons of Mars and Jupiter, Saturn's rings we rode Past the frozen plains of Pluto where even the cold Man, I do COLD
our interstellar stallions sailed through the starless void There was nothing to miss in that emptiness, not even a stray So we picked up the trail of a comet tail, man, you can't even DREAM far And the galloping beat like the of an old catgut guitar Just the of a distant star
Well, it could lasted minutes or a hundred thousand years When they got me down, I was safe and and it hadn't even popped my ears And they reared back on their and they shot a bolt of light I knew were the good guys, yes, sir. you got it right 'Cause their cowboy was White
So I asked 'em as they pulled reins towards the settin' sun I said, "Before you go, I'd like to know, just where you come from?" they opened up a star chart and said, "right here where this 'X' is It's the biggest in Outer Space, the planet known as Texas"