Monahans Lyrics - Singles - Justin Haigh

At the Dairy Queen one summer 

In a far West Texas town 

The girl was all of 16 

She was woman pound for pound 

Slippin' dollars in the juke box 

Playing ZZ Top and Merle 

Sippin' Lemon Dr. Peppers 

My sweat West Texas girl 

We'd step out into the desert sun 

And curse where we came from 

Then we'd ride to Rio Grande and try our hands at love 

The more I think about it 

The less I understand 

Grab a hold of something good and it'll slip right through your hands 

Will you catch me if I fall 

Will you sit and watch me crawl 

Through fire and burning sand 

All the way to Monahans 

Them rich boys from the west side 

Drive their brand new shiny cars 

I can't blame them sons of bitches 

They were raised to make life hard 

On us sons of honest working men 

The ones who grease the wheels 

She hitched a ride to the cheating side 

On brokered sweat-heart deal 

I saw her cruising down at the cross roads 

She was laughing as she waved 

I went down to the Rio Grande with a six pack and my twelve gauge 

(Chorus) 

It's the same old thing at the Dairy Queen 

In a small West Texas town 

There's a girl all of eighteen 

You can tell she'd been around 

She was huggin' on her boyfriend 

She was giving me the eye 

She slipped past my table 

Said honey I can make you smile 

Her boyfriend pulled a knife on me 

Said don't go messing with my girl 

I said, mind your own business son 

I'm listening to Merle 

The less I think about it 

The more I understand 

Grab a hold of something good 

And it will slip right through your hands 

Who will catch me if I fall 

Who will sit and watch me crawl 

Through fire and a burning sand 

All the way to Monahans 

Throw your heart in to a black sedan 

And drive it all the way to Monahans 

On to Midland...Big Spring...Abilene...Weatherford...Fort Worth