Ahh ooo, when you get the bluesnDoo wah, na na nanDon't get caught with your hands in the potnSlippin' sorrow lite it's made for you.n'Cause the cure I got's gonna hit the spotnAhh ooo, the open plains, the open plains, the open plains.nDee dee, let me be your girlndooo lang,, doo lang, your head in a whirlnGonna put you out with a stop drop and curl,nNo, it's never gonna be the same.nAnd I lay down flat, like a doormat, to save your name.nNo, there's nothin' I'd trade and there's no remakes, no way.nThe open plains, the open plains, the open plains.nAnd I know there's gonna come a time when you walk away.nI'll curse the day, I'll curse the sun,nTell everyone I'm done with love