(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