Out on the range
The quiet, endless still
Where the wild S.S.I.
Whisper from the hills
It's a petrified forest of
Trailer parks and fords
And there ain't no goin' back
Rodeo girl, Saddle up
There's no more credit in this bank
Try your luck
Up in the east, down in the west
Hold on tight
To the pony that you love the best
There's a medicine at the gate
And a number on your back
And this world is all jacked up like a cadillac
Painted by a Rodeo Girl
Rodeo girl, rodeo girl
Count all the boxcars, the blue and white stars
That fall for you Rodeo Girl
You're lost in the desert
It's too hot to think
You gotta know about the milk truck
If you want a drink
And when the cowboy's sing to
Bobby Sands and the bear
You can wet your lips
In the cool pools of despair
Up in the east, down in the west
Hold on tight
You gotta be better than the best
There's a medicine at the gate
And a number on your back
This world is all jacked up like a cadillac
Painted by a rodeo girl
Rodeo girl
aye yei yei yei.
