John T. Wurzer - Ogallah Blues

Well you can drive that Winnebago to the Trego County line
Jam to all that mushroom rock on FM-99
And I will follow to Ogallah; then we'll go our separate ways
The road goes on forever; the party never fades

Trusting Jesus on their billboards; in their cities and their towns
This creepy, Kansas, Christianity abounds
Choosing life; condemning heathens; passing judgement while they drive
Those creepy Kansas Christians somehow find a way to thrive

From Ogallala to Ogallah, you and I will find our way
From Jackson down to Paxton we'll have other games to play
All those righteous billboard bullies, sheltered, mindless and outdated
When will they finally understand
That their lord's almighty hand and the things their God has planned
Are a thousand times more complicated

If you wander off the highway; there's a dirt road in the dust
Where once an ancient seaway rolled across this earthy crust
Monuments of bright white rock are sizzling in the heat
Outmoded; eroded; majestically complete

Written by:
John Wurzer

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