Go on and put on that dress that all the bad boys like
I know your daddy ain't home, so ride with me tonight
You always wind up here (in a puddle of tears)
Them boys are out, and they're angry, and they're lookin' for blood
In the back of a blue old pickup truck
You've got nowhere to go, although you're all gussied up
There's so much whiskey in his Coke it'll make her nose bend
But she swears that his love is a damn God send
She's known God since she was a child
She used to play in the yard, and she would dream of one day
'Til the world came around and took her dreaming away
Told her how to dress and act and smile
She's a Colorado Smokeshow
He's an asshole from back home
She'll never make it out alive
But that small town bar scene
Where small vices kill your big dreams
He'd take you home, but he's too drunk to drive
I've been here, I've been up all night
Thinkin' 'bout a life with you and I
One you'll never know, 'cause you're a small town smokeshow
I've been here, I've been up all night
Thinkin' 'bout a life with you and I
One you'll never know, you're a small town smokeshow
♪
Go on and put on that dress that all the bad boys like
I know your daddy ain't home, so ride with me tonight
You always wind up here in a puddle of tears
Them boys are out, and they're angry, and they're looking for blood
In the back of a blue old pickup truck
You've got nowhere to go, although you're all gussied up
♪
Thank you guys so much
I'm gonna, I'ma sing a song I usually butcher, uh
The song means a lot to me, means a lot to Reed
It's a song we call "Billy Stanley"