L'amour Cliche

so my horse is all saddled up
got a block of tallow and a
fifty-pound sack of corn meal
what else could I possibly need indeed?
now I know you look distressed
and I'm feelin sorta like you
look honey it's the way it is
gotta look out for the wife and kids
but that you know
fore I go could you take those hairpins out
and let down that severe bun
Sooner or later I'm going home
till then, darlin' you're the only one

Let's not talk a while
Let's just stand and stare deeply
and meaningfully
into each other's eyes
While the mournful prarie breeze
teases a strand of hair across your face
And a tumbleweed goes by, i sigh
show me the underwear you're wearin
underneath that gingham dress
i don't know if i'm comin back
but darlin' i'll try my best

The sun falls low and red
fringed by horizontal clouds
what a pretty time to bow out, you said
Now you know that I'm too proud
to allow a trace of emotion out
Shove my hat low on my head, instead
just gimme that ole linen handkerchief
you use to clean your lady parts
Should I travel to the edge of this world
I'll keep it right next to my heart
and as long as it remains there
I know we'll never be apart