Rapid City, South Dakota
(Kinky Friedman)
Just a ragged kid in overalls, he thumbed a ride one day
He told me, â"š¬í…"Anywhere youâ"š¬â"ž¢re goingâ"š¬â"ž¢s on my way.â"š¬?
But as we passed by Big Alâ"š¬â"ž¢s drive-in his eyes began to flash
He was leavinâ"š¬â"ž¢ Rapid City mighty fast.
He said, â"š¬í…"I hope to God she finds the good-bye letter that I wrote her
But the mail donâ"š¬â"ž¢t move so fast in Rapid City, South Dakota.â"š¬?
Well, he left her just a blanket of snow upon the farm
And that donâ"š¬â"ž¢t keep your conscience very warm.
He said his friends were too durn country and his pa was too damn mean
And there werenâ"š¬â"ž¢t no money pumpinâ"š¬â"ž¢ gasoline.
And her gentle eyes, the merchandise of dreams the peddler sold her
Who left her there alone in Rapid City, South Dakota.
Now the reason he was goinâ"š¬â"ž¢, I ainâ"š¬â"ž¢t sure I could say,
Mightâ"š¬â"ž¢ve been the rodeo in Santa F.
â"š¬í…"Thereâ"š¬â"ž¢s a doctor in Chicago, I know sheâ"š¬â"ž¢ll be all right â"š¬?
He told himself as he stared into the night.
And he said, â"š¬í…"I hope to God she finds the good-bye letter that I wrote her
But the mail donâ"š¬â"ž¢t move so fast in Rapid City, South Dakota.â"š¬?
And all her people treatinâ"š¬â"ž¢ her just like they never knowed her
Lord, the winterâ"š¬â"ž¢s passinâ"š¬â"ž¢ slow in Rapid City, South Dakota.