came here in a covered wagon
He was born in the billboard wilderness
He had a hand -me -down dream
About a woman in a long green dress
But he was too good, he thought,
Livin' in the wild Midwest
At high noon the factory whistle blows
The streets are alive with
Desperate to find where the money goes
Trying to cash in the promise
Trying to outrun the outlaw
Outside of town there's a crossroads
Marked there one night in
He planted the seed of a son
So he gave up the guns of a young man
And he put on a hero's white hat
He kissed his new wife and went to face down
the life that had headed him off at the pass
at high noon the factory whistle blows
The streets are alive with desperadoes,
desperate to find where the money goes
Tryin' to cash in the promise
Tryin' to outrun the outlaw
Yeah, in the wild Midwest
Cowboys and quid draws work
in' for their two weeks off
For all the things they might have been
At high noon the factory whistle blows
The streets are alive with
They're desperate to find
where the money goes, yeah
Tryin' to cash in the promise
Tryin' to outrun the outlaw
Yeah, in the wild Midwest
Livin' in the wild Midwest
Livin' in the wild midwest
Diggin' for hope in wheat
Tryin' to cash in the promise
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