(Capt. Kidd, King of Swing)
Ride cowboy ride. Through the back door to heaven.
To the other side. I wanna know the danger of a kiss.
At midnight. Ride, cowboy, ride.
I learned my lesson, here’s a story to tell, So I’ll make my confession
in this sleazy motel. I could be the romantic I could try my best
lines, But we ain’t got the money and I ain’t got the time
Ride, cowboy, ride. Through the back door to heaven to the other side.
I wanna know the danger of a kiss. At midnight. Ride cowboy ride.
So you want to be a cowboy. Ride cowboy, ride. Baby, come on.
Ride, ride, ride.