Early in the mornin’, up in Missoula
Was just about a quarter to 4
Layin’ on my bed, treatment in my head
There’d come a knock on my door
Before my eyes there was an angel
& I said “Won’t you come inside?”
She said “I’m just 17” but she looked fine
“Just 17? Come on inside”

Way up in the mornin’, up in Missoula
Wanna search for true on the floor
I was feelin’ weak, ’bout to fall asleep
There’d come a knock on my door
Before my eyes there stood that angel
She said “Why don’t you be mine?”
” ‘Cause you’re just 17″ but she looks fine
“Just 17, & that’s a crime”