(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