Gonna make it over to that rail
Gonna meet you there

That cold bitch hollerin’
Though the halls
The winds howlin’ from the
Hills. She tells me it’s them Bears
Calling me back
I’m gonna come runnin’
Gonna catch that rail
Real fast
Fast as I can
All of five years old
Gonna stand in conviction
I hear her chink of
Cheap jewelry and smell
That dipity dew
And ulta-net hairspray
Coming down the hall
Thunderin’,tellin’ me that there’s
Some squaw lookin’ for me
She says gonna sell me for a nickel
Ta anyone that will take me
Slappin’ me real good
“Git that stringy hair outta yer face,”
Kick me to the floor
I’m lookin’ up at her
I’m gonna make that rail
I know I will
Jus’ have to