Saloon

Riding out in a city
Blow them up in the town
Bought a drink at a bar
Disappeared in the sound
I was king of a desert
I was blue with the sky
Walking into a new domain
Wreaking havoc as they would say

You're out of line

The air was getting hotter
My ranger boots
Out on my lonesome
Staring at the moon
With no direction
And a wicked crime
Left them with the bodies
Rode up to the pines