Wilma from American Sunset by The Tressels

My name is Cyrus
I ride the rails
I don't receive much courtesy from these young females
I came to Vancouver
To settle down
And find the love that left my home a ghost town

You look surprised to see my face
I know you thought you had escaped
But I've got a couple friends who keep their ears to the ground
Can't you hear those footsteps now..

Wilma, don't listen what your papa told ya
You know I'm gonna love ya anyway
Wilma, you know that I'm gonna love ya
I'm always thinkin' of ya, everyday

Your papa's pistol can't beat my knife
I killed 100,000 men in 100,000 fights
Tell all your lovers you love 'em so
Watch who you're sleepin' next to cause he's the first to go

You look surprised to see my face
I know you thought you had escaped
But I've got a couple things that I just needed to say
Don't you try and get away..

• Alt-Country
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• Power Pop
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• Pennsylvania