I rode past
My steed, Stained Gla**
Held steadfast to our projected path
And still, ensnared by theoretical thrills
God knows
I don't know
What to worry about
Hitching post bound
A maple we found
No inn for us, thanks
We sleep on the ground 'neath stars
Night's eyes sing in chorus with ours
They go
Giddy up giddy up giddy up ha ha
Oooooh
I'm thinking this company
Is merely not the sort for me
They're frightenin'
Always flipping over tables and fightin'
I'm more keen on a good time
If you don't like me well then that's just fine
I'm walkin' away
I don't wanna pick a fight today
Hitchin' post bound
A buddy I found
I'll help you up off of the dusty ground, it's not hard
Let's go drink and play cards
Rootin' Tootin'
Shootin' the breeze
Let's never run out of our excess ease
It's simple. That saddles my steeple, that horse is my temple
I'm not afraid of that man
But I'm not the biggest fan
It's not like of scared of that guy
I'd just as soon be walkin' by
Tell me it's alright
When it certainly is not
Tell me we got away
When we get caught
Tell me I can stay when I
Have to go
And, when there's nothing left
Tell me what I own