"Evergreen, OK" lyrics
Molly Tuttle & Golden Highway Lyrics
A dandelion born to ramble
Blowin' west from the Panhandle
A daughter of the dust bowl
With her heart out in the wind
But a red dirt girl's got a one-way track
From daddy's fields to the two-room shack
The dust clouds turned her days to black
And her nights to wonderin'
Where a girl as wild as a western town
Can saddle up, not settle down
Grow as strong as a pinewood tree
Turn that red dirt to evergreen
Just like the Oklahoma rain
Springtime brings a wedding ring
From a man three times her age
She ran to save her heart
Went tearin' through the red dirt hills
Flagged down a ride, eighteen wheels
Headed for the Rockies
For to make a brand-new start
Where a girl as wild as a western town
Can saddle up, not settle down
Grow as strong as a pinewood tree
Turn that red dirt to evergreen
The dandelion born to ramble
Said goodbye to the Panhandle
Now she's tall in the saddle
With her heart up in the wind
So here's to all the red dirt gals
Who dream of greener fields and how
We'll never let them hold us down
Or try to fence us in
'Cause we're as wild as a western town
We saddle up, not settle down
Grow as strong as a pinewood tree
Turn that red dirt to evergreen
Turn that red dirt to evergreen
Blowin' west from the Panhandle
A daughter of the dust bowl
With her heart out in the wind
But a red dirt girl's got a one-way track
From daddy's fields to the two-room shack
The dust clouds turned her days to black
And her nights to wonderin'
Where a girl as wild as a western town
Can saddle up, not settle down
Grow as strong as a pinewood tree
Turn that red dirt to evergreen
Just like the Oklahoma rain
Springtime brings a wedding ring
From a man three times her age
She ran to save her heart
Went tearin' through the red dirt hills
Flagged down a ride, eighteen wheels
Headed for the Rockies
For to make a brand-new start
Where a girl as wild as a western town
Can saddle up, not settle down
Grow as strong as a pinewood tree
Turn that red dirt to evergreen
The dandelion born to ramble
Said goodbye to the Panhandle
Now she's tall in the saddle
With her heart up in the wind
So here's to all the red dirt gals
Who dream of greener fields and how
We'll never let them hold us down
Or try to fence us in
'Cause we're as wild as a western town
We saddle up, not settle down
Grow as strong as a pinewood tree
Turn that red dirt to evergreen
Turn that red dirt to evergreen
Writer(s): Ketch Secor
