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 year He rides on to wrangler school With a slingshot and a saddlebag of hand-me-down tools Doesn't want to look like a fool Pa** the jail without tears Time machines, remembered scenes That a wrangler rides through a pa**ing stream Time's replaced by a peaceful dream Wrangler space He 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 fear Time machines, new routines That a wrangler rides through a pa**ing dream And time's replaced by a peaceful stream Space wrangler space He 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 beer Skol, very cold beer Cheers, to your friends so near High, your dreams so clear Raise another gla** to the dreams so near