Mormon Land

Growing up by the creek, where all the kids would play

I was in the backwoods, smoking life away

Until one day I heard the neighbor kid say

That there's this amazing place called Californ-i-a

Got my bags, hitched a train, I was only seventeen

Young, naïve, excited didn't know what dangerous means

Until one day I felt something tugging on my jeans

It was "Date Rape" Doug but I jumped and got away clean

Awoke next morning not knowing where I was at

So I caught the next train coming down the tracks

An empty box car, a good place to relax

So I grabbed my knife, and rolled a smoke, ready for another attack