Wichita

She went back to Wichita
 She went back to her ma and pa
 Reckon I saw her next to my truck
 Pumping gas with the car packed up.
 We talked as neighbors will
 There waiting for the tanks to fill
 We talked about nothing
 how it might snow
 How far she had to go.
 Going back where the grass grows tall
 And the fields burn in the fall
 You can still hear the night birds call
 Back in Wichita.
 She came in '85
 She came here as a July bride
 But it never got easy
 never got rich
 Ain't got much but what she came here with.
 Good times have all been spent
 She ain't broken but she's badly bent
 There's nothing she wants here
 nothing that shines
 She's made up her mind.
 She says for all my time
 well I ain't got much to show
 You can tell that man of mine and anyone who wants to know
 Going back where the grass grows tall
 And the fields burn in the fall
 You can still hear the night birds call
 Back in Wichita.