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