Blue Letter

The Wild West Is Where I Want to Be - Tom Lehrer

Along the trail you'll find me lopin'

Where the spaces are wide open

In the land of the old a-e-c yee-hoo

Where the scenery's attractive

And the air is radioactive

Oh the wild west is where I wanna be

Mid the sagebrush and the cactus

I'll watch the fellows practice

Droppin' bombs through the clean desert breeze

A-ha

I'll have on my sombrero

And of course I'll wear a pair o'

Levis over my lead bvd's

I will leave the city's rush

Leave the fancy and the plush

Leave the snow and leave the slush

And the crowds

I will seek the desert's hush

Where the scenery is lush

How I long to see the mush-room clouds

Mid the yuccas and the thistles

I'll watch the guided missiles

While the old Fbi watches me

Yee-hoo

Yes I'll soon make my appearance

Soon as I can get my clearance

Cause the wild west is where I wanna be