Queen of the Rodeo

Even if a childish curse
I see myself in radio wire
Horrible is not enough
To accelerate the salesman
She caught me gazing at a lonely star
Just trying to catch my death while I’m outside
Waiting on a Nothing Song
That hasn’t left but it’s all gone
It’s all dried up and dying
It’s all dried up and dying
Birthday girl is spinning round
She’s the Queen of the Rodeo
And even if he seems alright
He’ll be drowning himself at sea tonight
A doggy pawing at my feet
The shady tree grows in the cemetery
It’s the Southern cold comforting
Of being shot down here at the next town in
It’s all dried up and dying
It’s all dried up and dying
It’s all dried up and dying
It’s all dried up and dying
It’s all dried up and dying
It’s all dried up and dying