Текст песни
Her daddy played lead, he's an old weekender
Workin' that small town sunburst Fender scene
They say one day she up and left the farm
With that strat and her hat and her worn out Carhartt's on
With one last look at the barrel horse in the barn
But who's that girl with the Stratocaster?
Has anybody ever thought to ask her name?
She's playin' with some boys across the border
With a western heart and a lonesome northern twang
I seen her one time in Oklahoma
Looking all alone, 'bout as far from home as could be
I thought for a second 'bout tryin' to approach her
But she's looking for the one that'll help to rope her dreams
And it turns out that it's tougher than it seems
But who's that girl with the Stratocaster?
Has anybody ever thought to ask her name?
She's playin' with some boys across the border
With a western heart and a lonesome northern twang
She stands at the back and she keeps on strummin'
Believes in the rhythm and a better day comin' soon (ooh, ooh, ooh)
She ain't been home in a dozen seasons
She's runnin' (ooh-ooh) out of time for findin' reasons to
And she's runnin' out of rhymes to put the music to