Weeds blow tall on a broken train track
  Ruth B. draws we're fixin' to get high
  Maybe we'll hit the bluffs and find ourselves the same old rum
  
  But everybody 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 gettin' out as soon as I can fly
  
  Life goes by on a Talihina sky
  
  The hopped up boys are lookin' for their trouble
  The knocked up girls, well they've all got their share
  Ruth seems out of her mind, swears she won't give in this time