Annie ran away from her little town of gray To see what she could see in a world too many plague She traveled west where she planned to find a place But on her journey's second leg Annie got picked up by a hick Named Hank, Jimmy, George, Billy, Tony, Kyle, Rick He said to her Hey honey, what's your name? But before she could reply He said You're a fancy dame Annie was scared by a twinkle in his eye The speed of Billy's truck was preventing her escape So then Hank took her home and he cut off both her legs Oh Annie, my heart goes out to you All you wanted in the world Was to get a better life Oh Annie, this is the truth The world will punish you if you try and make it right Annie's dead Annie's dead Annie's dead Annie's dead Now Annie sleeps at the bottom of a lake And her story can be told from her withering remains Let it be known where you end is where you came Count your lucky stars and hope they match up to your plans