A little wrangler was born
I seen him squirming in the saddle all wet and warm
He's such a changeable form in his very first yearHe rides on to wrangler school
With a slingshot and a saddlebag of hand-me-down tools
Doesn't want to look like a fool
Pass the jail without tearsTime machines, remembered scenes
That a wrangler rides through a passing stream
Time's replaced by a peaceful dream
Wrangler spaceHe reigns his pony to the gate of the school
Feather pens and inkwells of hand-me-down rules
Like trading a pony for an aging mule
He rides away without fearTime machines, new routines
That a wrangler rides through a passing dream
And time's replaced by a peaceful stream
Space wrangler spaceHe gets off at a stranger's place
Where the girls dance different with familiar grace
He's knowing that he found the place
That pours the coldest beerSkol, very cold beer
Cheers, to your friends so near
High, your dreams so clear
Raise another glass to the dreams so near