De Mentithino used to be a great place to live

But when the grain mills closed

The city began to die

The good guys moved into the suburbs

And the grease balls moved into town

I stayed because I am a schoolteacher

My name is Miss Perkins although my real name

Is Tabby Thur and I learnt to shoot on my fathers ranch

I am a Kansas girl who although not very tall

Can pluck a roosters feather with a single shot

Most of my children are white but things are changing

Crimes normally associated with blacks and spics

Are becoming more commonplace in De Mentithino

These are increasing every year and I fear for my grade

In the last three years two of these bad guys

Have been found dead near the railroad tracks

These deaths have been blamed on the city gangs

But I know the truth as does my trusty thirty two