Lonely Star
What have you done?
You've got the people
On [bad word] Lonely Star
Who creates fear
You can't expect
The crowds to cheer

The sun is up, it's time to go
song plays on the radio
The roof is down, the head is clear
And men in suits are nowhere near
The gun is aimed, it's time to shoot
They should have found another route
The [bad word] is known, but is denied
When more than just a man has died

Lonely Star
You've found your fame
Now everybody
Knows your name
Lonely Star
Out on a high
single lady
Left to cry