I crossed through North Dakota
On a quest only know to me
It started with a lady
Who hailed from Tennessee
With hair of fire
And eyes to match
Her fury set
As a briar patch
She left some shattered dreams
On the lonesome road behind her
In Kansas she was Miss Kitty
In Texas she was Madam Red
When I caught up with her in Saint Lou
Her story endured in my head
A wild mustang
Must be broke
By a cowboyW
ho can stoke
A fire hotter than she had felt
On the lonesome road behind her
By midnight, our paths had crossed
She coyly told me she was lost
An icy heart she could defrost
But she never would be bossed
This cowboy needs
A wife whose true
I proposed midstride
She said, “adieu”
Leaving a trail of dust to toss
On the lonesome road behind her
Andy Betz has tutored and taught in excess of 30 years. He lives in 1974, and has been married for 27 years. His works are found everywhere a search engine operates.