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Just a ragged kid in overalls, he thumbed a ride one day
He told me, ââ¬Â½Anywhere you're going is on my wayââ¬Â
But as we passed by Big Al's drive-in his eyes began to flash
He was leavin' Rapid City mighty fast
He said, ââ¬Â½I hope to God she finds
The goodbye letter that I wrote her
But the mail don't move so fast
In Rapid City, South Dakotaââ¬Â
Now, he left her just a blanket of snow upon the farm
And that don't keep your conscience very warm
He said his friends were too darn country and his pa was too damn mean
And there weren't no money pumpin' gasoline
And her gentle eyes, the merchandise
Of dreams the peddler sold her
Who left her there alone
In Rapid City, South Dakota
The reason he was goin', I ain't sure I could say
Might have been the rodeo in Santa Fe
ââ¬Â½There's a doctor in Chicago, I know she'll be all right ââ¬Â
He told himself as he stared into the night
He said, ââ¬Â½I hope to God she finds
The goodbye letter that I wrote her
But the mail don't move so fast
In Rapid City, South Dakotaââ¬Â
And all her people treatin' her
Just like they never knowed her
And the winter's passin' slow
In Rapid City, South Dakota
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- Under The Double Ego
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- American(a) Storytellers
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