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... Ah...