Words and music by Monte Amende
ALBUM: July (Working title) - 2009

VERSE I
This Dakota border town
Every chance to drag her down
from her quest for something true
because there’s nothing else to do

Then at last there comes the man
With something like a plan
That’s too good to believe
How common sense takes leave

CHORUS I
She's dancing on Monday morning
Bags are packed, and the car is warming
One quick stop, to she "Yeah, I quit"
Tires squeal as off he guns it

Can’t say she found it funny
He took her love, and, of course, the money
Stuck and broke in this dirt town
Not sure how she’ll live it down

VERSE II
For 16 years she scrimps and saves
Lord, behold your willing slave
Then her pride and joy comes home
With a daughter of her own

Just so sure he’s a good man
Don't it sound like the perfect plan
He guarantees it will come true
Doesn't stop to think things trough

CHORUS II
They’re dancing on Monday morning
Bags are packed, and the car is warming
One quick stop, change and a bottle
One loud slame as off they throttle

Can’t say just what came after
Blame or praise, tears or laughter
Stuck again in this here dirt town
Not sure how she’ll live it down

She got to live her youth three times
When once was probably time enough
To recognize what we all find
I'm still amaze that we don't give up
So long, good luck
So long, good luck

CHORUS III
Rising one Sunday morning
All is still, then without warning
Doesn't wait to finish crying
Edge of town and off she's flying

Can't say that we won't miss her
Our favorite joke, misfortune's sister
Like everyone in this dirt town
Never has to live it down