Years ago, I worked for Fed-Ex and had to deliver.
My route stretched east on I-80 to Wamsutter.
“Where in the Sam Hill is that?” you may ask.
No lie! Finding it is no easy task.
You can try a map
But using an app
Might be better
To find Wam-sutter!
The first thing you do is drive to the middle of nowhere.
Get out and look around. You are probably there.
At first glance you say, “There’s nothing here.”
Nonsense! There’s sagebrush, antelope, and deer.
One or two cows
Less of the human crowd
But whatever.
Welcome to Wam-sutter!
(chorus)
It’s like:
Stepping into an old Burt Reynold’s movie.
You just kinda expect to see
A black Trans-Am with a gold eagle on the hood
Kick up dust when the driver is up to no good.
It’s where:
Teenagers place wagers and ignore the dangers
Of racing their cars.
The cows cool their hooves in plastic kiddie pools
In the front yards.
It’s the 70’s forever
When you spend time in Wam-sutter.
Think I’m a fibber?
Pull up a trailer
And live in Wam-sutter.
(I’d have to be a nutter
To move to Wam-sutter!)

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