Song for Boxcar Betty Letra

Where everybody's skin is soft as a peach

The woman for me doesn't live in a mansion
Taking baths in a hot tub, drinking whiskey and cream
The woman for me is a fighter with passion
Boxcar Betty is the woman of my dreams

She was a hobo and a tramp
And a rebel through and through
Boxcar Betty, I am yours
For the OBU

She refused to marry rich
Or kiss anybody's ass
She was proud to be a union woman
And a leader of the working class

She hopped the freights from state to state
With revolution in her eyes
'Cause she couldn't stand to hear the sound
Of a hungry child's cries

She was a hobo and a tramp
And a rebel through and through
Boxcar Betty, I am yours
For the OBU

Boxcar Betty didn't give a damn
About what some people said
They called her a free lover
They called her a dirty red

But if I could do anything in life
I would hope to make my stand
Hanging around the jungles
As Boxcar Betty's right-hand man

She was a hobo and a tramp
And a rebel through and through
Boxcar Betty, I am yours
For the OBU