Living next to the reserve, forty dogs, a wolf, and karma
Living next to the dogs in a trailor is a toothless Choctaw
Living next to the Choctaw lives a desert queen
And she fires away at every dog she sees
Alright say goodbye to another dog in the dirt
You are not alone, my friend, as I place you in the earth
So he kneels by the dogs' grave and commends them to the spirit ground
See you in another place where there are no queens to be found
Busted up his bronco when he ran into himself
She fires away at the four-legged fellas at the land that can't help themselves
Alright say goodbye to another dog in the dirt
You are not alone, my friend, as I place you in the earth
Desert queen, desert queen
Can I borrow your shotgun?
Can I borrow your shotgun, please?
Desert queen, desert queen
Can I borrow your shotgun?
Can I borrow your shotgun, please?
So I say goodbye to another dog in the dirt
You are not alone, my friend, as I place you in the earth
