Dick Valentine The Wild Rose of Boise lyrics

She was the first in a long line of cursed

Sisters of Italian daughters

She lived unrehearsed

And she drove her own hearse

Into the cold snake river waters

Oh let's do see her dance to the hills

Like a ghost

And she's still bending the wills

Of the men she adores



She blows saccharin bows

When she blows her nose

But man it can be so noisy

She was the wild, wild rose

Of Boise

Ah...

Ah...

Ah...

She grew up alone

Just outside my own home

She scrapped just to make a few bucks

Her hair nicely combed


And her mouth starts to foam

She was the queen of the Neurolux

She said she won't go

But she probably will

And she knows all the members of Built to Spill just a bit too well



She blows saccharin bows

When she blows her nose

But man it can be so noisy

She never chose

To be the rose

That grows

In the land of potatoes

Ah...

Ah...

Ah...

Ah...

Ah...

Ah...

Ah...

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