Workin' on the high plains of Colorado The women of the night and the men of the railroad All the ranchers and miners and cowboys would come Waitin' outside in the powder of the moonlight Across the ocean wide The boys from the front line And the Spanish flu broke out like a gunfight Silver Heels and all her girls Held all their men Silver Heels and all her girls held All their men as they lay dyin' With whiskey on their breath they all beg forgiveness Outsidе the empty street's all lined up with coffins Thеy pray to close their eyes and not to be forgotten