With a mighty roar it lifts off the tarmac and leaves a world behindShe never thought heâd go, but now heâs goneAnd she tries to remember his face his hands, kisses in the rainBut the pictures fading fast and whoops itâs goneSo long so long so longWell they cleaned their guns and they went off to fightAnd thatâs how the West was wonSetting fire to tepees in the sunIf youâre ready to die for what you believe you can believe most anythingBut Iâd rather face the future than a gunSo long so longWell heâs lying in a foxhole with her picture on his heartDreaming of making love in the morning sunA house on a hill, two lovely kids, he didnât hear the bullet comeIt clipped him from world and now heâs gone