| (rusty young) | |
| You and i counting, desert stars and, | |
| Lovers, one by one. | |
| While mandolins and steel guitars, | |
| Help our love along. | |
| Who could show you, ever know you, | |
| Fall into my dream. | |
| Turn around and, them you are in | |
| Cowboy boots and faded jeans. | |
| It's a sagebrush serenade | |
| Ii's a sagebrush serenade | |
| It's a sagebrush serenade | |
| All around us, it surrounds us, harmony is | |
| In the air. | |
| We could lose our hearts tonight and | |
| Never even care. | |
| It's a sagebrush serenade, sagebrush . . . . | |
| We dance the nighl away, while | |
| The guitars play | |
| We'll blow your sails away, we got it made |