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Her father was a failure, her mother was a comfortTo a doctor and a lawyer and an Indian ChiefThe shirt ran out of buttonsHe lost all his marbles at a baseball gameAnd they went on reliefThe bank took away their diplomasThey locked them up inside of the chestAnd she moved away to OklahomaAnd got a tattoo on the side of her breastGod-damn, my thoughts are still hard from lying on the sofaOn the night she was over in my backyardYeah, we was shooting the breeze out amongst the treesWhen a shot rang lowAnd left her standing down by the side of the roadDown by the side of the roadFather, have mercy, get her a nurse pleaseShe's almost aloneI saw her hand reaching out for the telephoneWe'd rather see her locked up inside a homeThan see her standing down by the side of the roadDown by the side of the roadHeadlights flashing on her skirt in the windYonder comes a truck, it's drove by two menShotgun man leaned out and saidDo you want to take a ride out in the pale moonlight light light light?"
Too long in the hot sunShe could've been Miss Wisconsin a long time agoSpent too much time inside of the early showWe'd have bought her a ticket, but she didn't want to goShe was standing down by the side of the roadDown by the side of the roadHeadlights flashing caught a skirt in the windYonder comes a truck, drove by two menShotgun man leaned out and said"Do you want to take a ride out into the pale moonlight?"Her father was a failure, her Mother was a comfortTo a doctor and lawyer and an Indian ChiefThe shirt made out of buttonsHe lost all his marbles at a baseball gameAnd they went on reliefThe bank took away their diplomasThey locked them up inside of the chestAnd she moved away to OklahomaAnd got a tattoo on the side of her breastGod-damn, my thoughts are still hardFrom lying on the sofa on the night she was over in my backyardWe was shooting the breeze out amongst the treesWhen a shot rang lowAnd left her standing down by the side of the roadDown by the side of the roadDown by the side of the roadDown by the side of the road