Lyrics

Eastern Girl.

She drives an SUV with endangered species floor mats,
talkin' on her sidekick while the light is red.
She never goes anywhere without three or four cats,
and a tiny little dog, with a big head.
She's a Western girl.
And her daddy owns the World.
She's a down home, thoroughly spoiled,
Western girl.

He drives a pickup truck with a Hemi under the hood,
He likes his double big Mac, with the super sized fries.
He'll go anywhere his four by four can go,
With a trail of mess and muck, and mud cow pies.
He's a Western boy.
And his daddy owns the factory.
He's a trouble makin', thoroughly spoiled,
Western boy.

When will we understand,
spread light across the waters.
If those who have too much,
and those who have to little,
could meet in the middle,
it's not too much to ask.
Or is it?

He's a soldier with his life on the line,
in his heart he'd truly love to come home.
But his leaders need the power and the oil,
To fuel their SUVs and trucks and cell phones.
He's a Western boy.
And his country took his life.
He's a wrong place at the wrong time,
Western boy.

She's a mother of 6 and she sits in a tent in the dark,
praying for the day when she'll see her husband again.
It's snowing outside and there's no wood for the fire.
She thinks back to the day when she lost her friends.
She's an, Eastern girl.
And her daddy used to own a cow.
She's an unknown and forgotten,
Eastern girl.
She's an, Eastern girl.
But she doesn't have to stay,
an unknown and forgotten,
Eastern girl.