Lyrics:

Out on the range The quiet, endless still Where the wild S.S.I Whispers from these hills It's a petrified forest Trailer parks and fords And there ain't no goin' back Rodeo girl Saddle up There's no more credit in this bank Try your luck Up in the East Down in the West Hold on tight To the pony that you love the best There's a medicine at the gate And a number on your back And this world is all jacked up like a cadillac Painted by a rodeo girl There's a medicine at the gate And a number on your back And this world is all jacked up like a cadillac Painted by a rodeo girl Rodeo girl, rodeo girl Count all the boxcars The blue and white stars That fall for ya rodeo girl You're lost in the desert And it's too hot to think You gotta know about the milk truck If you want a drink And when the cowboy's sing Bobby sands and the bear You can wet your lips In the cool pools of despair Up in the East Down in the West Hold on tight Now you gotta be better than the best There's a medicine at the gate And a number on your back This world is all jacked up like a cadillac Painted by a rodeo girl There's a medicine at the gate And a number on your back This world is all jacked up like a cadillac Painted by a rodeo girl Rodeo girl