She said, I get out of work
about quarter past five
You can pick me up,
you can give me a ride
Meet me on the corner
where nobody can see
I got a husband who loves me
but who don't like me
Take me for a drink at the medicine bowl
I got a pair of new boots
that I'm dying to show
Pop on a cassette,
head out for Rock Springs
Somebody wrote a book,
you believe that thing?
Oh, Iowan
Oh, Iowan
You can take me out for dinner
if you got it in ya
There's a truck stop,
I love little America
When the traffic thins out,
we'll hit the high desert air
Pull over to the side,
you won't believe you're anywhere
If you got the balls,
you can strip off your clothes
Roll in the bauxite like an Eskimo
Eskimo, no, that wasn't right
I meant like some Indian
who's not afraid to turn white
Oh Wyom ing,
Oh Wyoming
Ah, promise me if I sort
like we can turn around
Too much religion for me in that town
Lot of people south
spending the weekend in Denver
Come back with the bumper,
stick around in that fender
Born and shined in another capital dome
I got an Airstream trailer that I call home
I wear a lot of makeup
and I got two cats
A husband of mine,
never know where I'm at
Oh, Wyoming
Oh, Wyoming
Now if you were the one that'd
say screw them all
I'd keep them spamming
one of your old farm malls
Store opens at nine, I gotta be there
For your rear view to comb my hair
If you need a shirt,
you know where to come around
Rodeo time, it ain't a lot of fun
Tourists ridin' around
shootin' fake six -shooters
And the city cowgirls
with the brushed up hooters
Oh, Wyoming
Oh, Wyoming
Ah, what I really like to do
is do nothin' at all
Watch the prices rise, oh, Lucille Ball
Six o 'clock news that'll
fix me a drink
Starvin' babies make my
heart start to sink
Bosnia, Somalia,
that's a long way off
I know a girl in Jackson Hole
who died of a cough
I knew you was wild
when you walked in the door
And danced in the dew step
all over the floor
Oh, Wyoming
Oh, Wyom
ing
Now I like a man who dances,
nothing wrong with that
As long as he's not wearing
no cowboy hat
My husband and I, we got an agreement
If he don't catch me,
don't throw me on the cement
You believe it or not,
I get tired of talking
I'd better stop smoking
or I won't stop hawking
Come on, save your money
when you're bad luck
Here's my number,
keep it handy in your truck
Oh, I don't regret it
Oh, I don't regret it
you