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