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   Pass the jail without tears         Time machines, remembered scenes   That a wrangler rides through a passing 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 passing 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 glass to the dreams so near