The sun is out, my lips are red
Another town is up ahead
Grab a shot and choke it down
Flee from the site without a sound
The dusty trail and U.S. mail
The desert haze and cactus
Got a job that I must do
If I don't die before I'm through
Long riders, dying breed
Leather pouch is all I need
Got a job that must be done
Ride away into the sun
The sun is set, I've won my bet
Lived through the day, collect my pay
I'll saddle up next time in town
So I can bring the mail down
The dusty trail and U.S. mail
The desert haze and cactus
Got a job that I must do
If I don't die before I'm through
Long riders, dying breed
Leather pouch is all I need
Got a job that must be done
Ride away into the sun