Lyrics Dick Valentine - The Wild Rose of Boise

She was the first in a long line of cursed
Sisters of Italian daughters,
She lived unrehearsed
And she drove her own hearse
Into the cold Snake River waters

Oh let’s do see her dance to the hills
Like a ghost,
And she's still bending the wills
Of the man she adores

She blows (?)
When she blows her nose,
But man, it can be so noisy

She was the wild, wild rose
Of Boise

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She grew up alone
Just outside my own home,
She scrapped just to make a few bucks,
Her hair nicely combed
And her mouth starts to foam,
She was the queen of the (?)
She said she won't go,
But she probably will,
And she knows all the members of Built to Spill Just a bit too well

She blows (?)
When she blows her nose,
But man, it can be so noisy

She never chose
To be the rose
That grows
In the land of potatoes

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