Belle of the West

On the vermilion river
 On a packet bound for St. Clara
 Ride the lady we love best
 She's the Belle of the West
 From somewhere down in Arkansas
 But, who's to say?
 She just started that way
 She's the Belle of the West
 Just a plain little lady
 Going down the big muddy
 On her way back home
 For, yes, she dreamed of this day
 With her lover she stormed away
 Never knowing someday she'd become
 The Belle of the West
 Up on crawley's ridge
 There's a headstone edged in black
 Here lies the lady we love best
 And each night they would pray
 Way back home in Arkansas
 Girl, you're drifting too far from the shore
 You're drifting too far
 She's the Belle of the West
 Just a plain little lady
 Going down the big muddy
 On her way back home
 For, yes, she dreamed of this day
 Never once thinking of home
 Now, she's southbound for glory
 The Belle of the West
 She's southbound for glory
 The Belle of the West
 Oh, she's southbound for glory
 The Belle of the West