She doused herself in gasoline
And went runnin through the yard
The flames went through her cotton dress
She'd never get too far
Her arms reached out towards the wishin well
Splashed coldness on her feet
The little drops of alcohol
Should take away the heat
Of the goodbyes
Of the hellos
Of the nights that held the fear
Of the train whistle blowin
Blowin blowin blowin too loud to hear
Of the bones she broke
Workin hard to send home
One dollar after dime
It just takes one ride through the country little darlin
Roll the windows down this time
Early morning to the grind
She steps out of the rain
A man pulls up in a pick-up truck
Beneath the misty haze
He offers her a ride downtown
To a saloon to start the day
Or a ride through the country
Where the tall weeds grow
To brush away the hate
Of the goodbyes
And hellos
Of the nights that held the fear
Of the train whistle blowin
Blowin blowin blowin too loud to hear
Of the bones she broke
Workin hard to send home
One dollar after dime
It just takes one ride through the country little darlin
Roll the windows down this time
