[Intro] Oh when Evan was five, And still he weren't adopted. He thought long and hard, And a new plan concocted. [Verse] I'm here just crapping my pants Wasting the best years of my youth. I needs me a grand escape, And you best know that's the truth. I need to saddle up these pull-ups And hit the dusty trail. Find myself upon the high west, And escape this foster jail. [Chorus] Oh the High west! That high west! [Bridge] So our hero Evan slipped out the door, With a pack and no regrets. His plan was fool proof for he told them, He was going out for cigarettes. [Chorus] Oh the High west! That high west! [Verse] Oh soon our boy Evan, Found himself among the cacti, Found the high west fairly westward, And them heights up mighty high. But he was brave and plucky. His heart driven by vendetta. He whittled a wooden gun, Wrangled a black pony he named Jetta. [Chorus] Oh the High west! That high west! [Outro] Baby Evan was out in that high west! Oh the High west! That high west!
