Miner's have glory and cowboys have crowns
because lifes a hard story when your feet leave the ground
Roughnecks have stories because I've heard a few
And the lady this evening is a boomer's friend too
She came from California, now she's out on the street
Because life in the boom towns keeps her up on her feet
Over the mountain like a river toward the sea
She don't have no secrets and she'll be gone before me
Logging roads are lonely and line shacks are worse
But tonights the last night and payday came first
No unions or barrooms will ease all the pain
But the lady'll console you make you think your still sane
She's out in the alley or out on the street
Life in the boomtowns keeps her up on her feet
Over the mountain like a river toward the sea
She don't keep no 'pointments and she'll be gone before me