Weeds blow tall on a broken train track
Ruth B. draws we're fixing to get high
Maybe we'll hit the bluffs and find ourselves the same old rum

But everydoby says this place is beautiful
And you'd be so crazy to say goodbye
But everything's the same, this town is pitiful
And I'll be getting out as soon as I can fly

Life goes by on a Talihina sky

The hopped up boys are looking for their trouble
The knocked up girls, well they've got their share
Ruth seems out of her mind, swears she won't give in this time