Brush all the dust of Kansas Off of my special shoes When the coach lets us out at the corner store Mom was coughing like an old man, shivering like a cold man And i found some trouble to get into And the admiration was mutual Split my winnings with mom 55/45 But it didn't keep her alive I got lost out there in new mexico Nothing to lose nowhere to go I got lost when my lucky stars crossed That night I dreamt about Ft. Stanton Though I didn't know to call it that yet And the night wrapped me up in its long dark embrace I had that same expression on as that one picture of my face Which was all anyone would ever know about me After my visitors got done with me I lay down singing on the porch blood streaming from my mouth Sounded kind of like Paul Westerberg but to tell you the truth I got lost out there in new mexico Nothing to lose nowhere to go I got lost when my lucky stars crossed