Вершы: Mountain Goats, The. Catherine Antrim's Kid.

brush all the dust of Kansas
off of my special shoes
when the coach lets us out at the corner store
mom was coughing like an old man, shivering like a cold man

and i found some trouble to get into
and the admiration was mutual
split my winnings with mom 55/45
but it didn?t keep her alive

I got lost out there in new mexico
nothing to lose nowhere to go
I got lost when my lucky stars crossed

that night I dreamt about Ft. Stanton
though I didn?t know to call it that yet
and the night wrapped me up in its long dark embrace
I had that same expression on as that one picture of my face

which was all anyone would ever know about me
after my visitors got done with me
I lay down singing on the porch blood streaming from my mouth
sounded kind of like [???] but to tell you the truth

I got lost out there in new mexico
nothing to lose nowhere to go
I got lost when my lucky stars crossed