Rapid City%2C South Dakota
Dwight Yoakam Lyrics


Just a ragged kid in overalls,
He thumbed a ride one day
He said, "Anywhere you're headed on my way."
But as we passed by Big Al's drive-in
His eyes began to flash
He was leavin' Rapid City mighty fast.

He said, "I hope to God she finds
The good-bye letter that I wrote her
But the mail don't move to fast
In Rapid City, South Dakota."

--- Instrumental ---

Well, he left her just a blanket
Of snow upon the farm
And that don't keep your conscience very warm.
He said his friends were too durn country
And his pa was too damn mean
And there ain't no money pumpin' gasoline.

And her gentle eyes, the merchandise
Of dreams the peddler sold her
As he left her there in Rapid City, South Dakota.

Now the reason he was goin',
I ain't sure I could say,
Might've been the rodeo in Santa Fé.
"There's a doctor in chicago,
I know she'll be all right."
He told himself as he stared into the night.

And he said, "I hope to God she finds
The good-bye letter that I wrote her
But the mail don't move so fast
In Rapid City, South Dakota."

And all her people treatin' her
Just like they never knowed her
Lord, the winter's passin' slow
In Rapid City, South Dakota.


Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC



Written by: Richard Friedman

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

@beerbottlebaby

Just a ragged kid in overalls
He thumbed a ride one day
He said, "Anywhere you're headed on my way."
But as we passed by Big Sky drive-in
His eyes began to flash
He was leavin' Rapid City mighty fast

He said, "I hope to God she finds
The good-bye letter that I wrote her
But the mail don't move to fast
In Rapid City, South Dakota."

Well, he left her just a blanket
Of snow upon the farm
And that don't keep your conscience very warm
He said his friends were too durn country
And his pa was too damn mean
And there ain't no money pumpin' gasoline

And her gentle eyes, the merchandise
Of dreams the peddler sold her
As he left her there alone Rapid City, South Dakota

Now the reason he was goin'
I ain't sure I could say
Might've been the rodeo in Santa F'
"There's a doctor in Chicago
I know she'll be all right."
He told himself as he stared into the night

And he said, "I hope to God she finds
The good-bye letter that I wrote her
But the mail don't move so fast
In Rapid City, South Dakota."

And all her people treatin' her
Just like they never knowed her
Lord, the winter's passin' slow
In Rapid City, South Dakota



All comments from YouTube:

@willardjohnston2133

Born in Kentucky, raised in Ohio, and grew up in California. The great, country soul of Dwight Yoakam.

@kevinlindberg2220

Life is good because God gave us Dwight Yoakam!

@kathygreen8058

How can one man have so much talent? Singer/songwriter/musician. Dwight you are the very best! Love you!

@kevinlindberg2220

And great actor!

@markmenning1804

Kinky Freeman wrote the song

@camelia516

This is one of my favorite songs Dwight sings.  Love the sound of his voice on this.  Have been to many of his concerts but don't think I've heard him sing it live.  Thanks for the post.

@teresarardin6631

South Dakotey. Great, great song.

@gortbot7748

Greetings from the West Side.

@louiserawle8999

Love this..its real cowboy stuff..You must have heaps you can release Dwight,we want to hear them all..your fans hunger for more music from you.love you Dwight

@2chooks

i am from Rapid City., South Dakota

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