Lone Ranger

She wanted me to be the Lone Ranger

One night in her bedroom

As a boy I lived for television on Saturdays

Cartoons, cowboys, showing me the way

I still check under, getting into bed most nights

Made mistakes but I was brought up right

She wanted me to be the Lone Ranger

One night under a prairie moon

Met her at a party in the month of May

Excuse me getting out of each other’s way

We shared some tequila she lost one of her shoes

The sun came up there was nothing left to do

She wanted me to be the Lone Ranger

One night in her bedroom

That December I admit it was quite a surprise

When she tied the cloth right over my blue eyes

But love is a secret at least two people know

Yippie ki yi yay - Yippie ki yi yo