Too much rich food has made you soft
All the easy living has made you weak
The time for waiting has gone by
That’s the reason I’ve got to leave

She was 20 when she met him
40 years old when she had to go
He hadn’t noticed her in years
He didn’t notice when she hit the road

She drove out to Big Timber
In the car she had bought for him
And she sold it when she got there
And never thought about it again

Did you get what you wanted
When you dared so close to the edge
And found that the end of the world
Was just the beginning of the next one instead?

She left Montana the next summer
Looking to find another way
Making a path through the Badlands
That’ll lead her to the light of day

Too much rich food has made you soft
All the easy living has made you weak
The time for waiting has gone by
That’s the reason I’ve got to leave