Sons of the thresher, and daughters of the wheat
Don’t you suffer, so beautiful and sweet
And God bless your mamas, with their dustbowl lips
And God bless the babies swinging from their hips

And I don’t care if you won’t come around
You’ll feel the heat when we touch down
Just leave your guns on the outside of town, baby

My Bonnie, my Bonnie lay me down in the wheat
A bottle of whiskey, and a tear on your cheek
A bullrusher’s moon and Oklahoma rain
Unrequited love is braking like a train

And I don’t care if you won’t come around
You’ll feel the heat the when we touch down
Just leave your heart on the outskirts of town, baby

Look for me in the trades
Well, I’ll send down a ticker tape charade
And we’ll all be happy on mortgage day

I ran through the streets and I ran through the town
Shouting you’ll never wear the white wedding gown
My Mrs and my master were sleeping side by side
Together in that creek bed, they’ll forever hide

And I don’t care if you won’t come around
You’ll feel the heat when we touch down
Just leave your heart on the outside of town, baby

Look for me in the trades
Well, I’ll send down a ticker tape charade
And we’ll all be happy on mortgage day