I saw her standing there in a yellow dress She shot that arrow straight into my chest She came from Kansas City or was it New Orleans And she left her home when she was just 16 I said I'll marry you and quit my wicked ways Build you a simple home where we can spend our days Oh this prairie wide will be our paradise We'll grow old and grow wise under an open sky The road to Hell is only paved with best intentions But so's the road to grace And while you're lying awake thinking of past mistakes Have a little faith But the sky went black and not a drop of rain And the wind howled up across the plain So I left my love in a time of need Oh I left my love with a mouth to feed The road to Hell is only paved with best intentions But so's the road to grace And while you're lying awake thinking of past mistakes Have a little faith Darling if I could, I'd rope these stars But I'm stuck in Atwood and Heaven's just too far So I'll take this road and a broken heart And I'll come back for you no matter where you are