The locals like the pot holes but the county fixes them up
And all the bumper stickers round here say, "Wyoming sucks"
And it's the damn Californians driving us out
Although most of them are from Texas now but who's keeping count
And maybe I'll sell but I could never buy back in
And who ever thought that'd be the case in Wyoming
When there's no place left to go I'll dig a hole
Become a Californian to some pissed off mole
They stopped replacing the sign to
Good Luck Road
Cause everyone kept taking it home
You can't raise the wages we'll never get em back down
And I knew you weren't from here when you picked your dog poop from the ground
And I don't like picking apples I don't like harvesting peas
And I don't think there's enough jobs for the refugees
There's a couple on a gravestone and only one of them is dead
And they got a deal from the funeral home said what the heck
And I just wanted a town that at 5pm
Would have a blinking yellow light and nothing open
They stopped replacing the sign to
Good Luck Road
Cause everyone kept taking it home
There's leaves in the gutter
Milk in the fridge
Everyone's from somewhere
That's just how it is
Oh where does it all come from the mirror before school
I always thought my left side was a little more cute
I guess it worked out I won the high school award
I'll be your trophy husband if you be my girl
And all these dilly dallies call them matters of the heart
Are always keeping tally keeping you from the start
Of anything you might really care to mean
Cause you're a Californian and it's time you came clean
They stopped replacing the sign to
Good Luck Road
Cause everyone kept taking it home
There's milk in the gutter
Leaves in the fridge
Everyone's from somewhere
That's just how it is
They stopped replacing the sign to
Good Luck Road
Cause everyone kept taking it home