Dwight Yoakam - Rapid City, South Dakota Lyrics
Just a ragged kid in overalls,He thumbed a ride one dayHe said, "Anywhere youre headed on my way."But as we passed by Big Als drive-inHis eyes began to flashHe was leavin Rapid City mighty fast.He said, "I hope to God she findsThe good-bye letter that I wrote herBut the mail dont move to fastIn Rapid City, South Dakota."--- Instrumental ---Well, he left her just a blanketOf snow upon the farmAnd that dont keep your conscience very warm.He said his friends were too durn countryAnd his pa was too damn meanAnd there aint no money pumpin gasoline.And her gentle eyes, the merchandiseOf dreams the peddler sold herAs he left her there in Rapid City, South Dakota.Now the reason he was goin,I aint sure I could say,Mightve been the rodeo in Santa F."Theres a doctor in chicago,I know shell be all right."He told himself as he stared into the night.And he said, "I hope to God she findsThe good-bye letter that I wrote herBut the mail dont move so fastIn Rapid City, South Dakota."And all her people treatin herJust like they never knowed herLord, the winters passin slowIn Rapid City, South Dakota.
