She was a real sunrise
A real surprise to the town
Somewhere near Tularosa
There's a place where everyone knows her
And come up just to throw singles down
They call her the cactus lady
Long, dark hair braided as her thoughts
Pigtails and peyote, dances like coyote
To an old beat-up, hand-me-down jukebox
Cactus lady
Might be a little crazy
But the cactus lady
Is the biggest thing to ever happen to Highway 80
Her dreams are big as the railroad
Running through the backyard every night
She's sitting around here twisting
Thinking of all she's missing
Just tryna make a living and not a life
A prickly pear margaritas
And votives of Jesus burning at the bar
Fly buzzing on 8 balls
She tries a dozen outfits on
Before it's showtime for the boys (yeah)
Cactus lady
Might be a little crazy
But the cactus lady
Is the biggest thing to ever happen to Highway 80
Oh, cactus lady
Might be a little crazy
But the cactus lady
Is the biggest thing to ever happen to Highway 80
Yeah, she's the biggest thing to ever happen to Highway 80
