Come with me, take a ride back in time,
The old West where stage coaches traveled by.
See the dust in the distance, watch them ride,
From many places, from here and there.
Climb aboard, passengers of a lost time,
Drive on! driver, a journey through the years.
Big wheels and horses that take you to anywhere,
A dangerous ride back in a place where bandits hide.
Indians and highway men survive by the gun or knife,
Outlaws or desperate men steal and take a life.
A stage coach ride may be peaceful somehow,
If along a safe road or beyond beautiful hills in an old western time.