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you can bet if we did there wouldn't be any 30 40 or 50 hr layovers at ASA...
 
Rapid City, South Dakota
by Kinky Friedman

Just a ragged kid in overalls, he thumbed a ride one day
He told me, anywhere youre goings on my way.
But as we passed by big als 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 dont move so fast in rapid city, south dakota.

Well, he left her just a blanket of snow upon the farm
And that dont keep your conscience very warm.
He said his friends were too durn country and his pa was too damn mean
And there werent no money pumpin gasoline.

And her gentle eyes, the merchandise of dreams the peddler sold her
Who left her there alone in rapid city, south dakota.

Now the reason he was goin, I aint sure I could say,
Mightve been the rodeo in santa fe
theres a doctor in chicago, I know shell 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 dont move so fast in rapid city, south dakota.

And all her people treatin her just like they never knowed her
Lord, the winters passin slow in rapid city, south dakota.


The town itself is almost as depressing as the song.
 

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