From the album Tigerlily
It’s a Saturday afternoon romance between a cowboy and a fool, and a fool. It’s a drunken meetup in a crude saloon in a poor Rocky Mountain town. He’s a scoundrel and she’s no pearl; together they are two lovers cruel.
He’s got her balanced on his knee and he knows exactly what to say. “You ain’t been born ’til you get out of town and honey, you might come with me, you might come with me. If you do, I’ll spare the innocent ones and take you with me and together we will be drifters free.”
He’s got her tangled in his arms; she’s a lusting, trusting fool. “There’s no man born that can rule me and that I’ve sworn but stranger if you do, I’ll belong to you. If you do, would you spare the innocent ones and take me with you, why can’t you love the land and love me too?”
As he grows sober he sees his love anew in the morning light so true and he gets on the move, on the move.
Natalie Merchant / Indian Love Bride ©1995