Finally Got A Ride, Some Old Broad Down From Santa Fe.
She Was A Real Go-getter.
She Drawled So Sweetly, "I Think, Child, That Things'll Get Better."
We Pulled Off The Highway, Night Black As A Widow.
"Yes, I Read The Bible," She Said, "I Wanna Know Of You."

Hey, I Think I've Got A Live One,
Hey, I Think I've Got A Live One, Yeah, Yeah,
I Think I've Got A Live One.

Felt Like I Was Hit By A Diesel Or A Greyhound Bus.
She Was No Baby-sitter.
"Get Up, Sugar, Never Thought You'd Be A Quitter."
I Opened The Back Door, She Was Greedy.
I Ran Through The Desert, She Was Chasin'.
No Time To Get Dressed, So I Was Naked, Stranded In Chihuahua.

Hey, I Think I've Got A Live One,
Hey, I Think I've Got A Live One,
Hey, Hey, I Think I've Got A Live One,
Alone, Raped And Freezin',
Alone Cold And Sneezin',
Alone Down In Mexico,
Alone.