Lyrics:

On the vermilion river
On a packet bound for St. Clara
Ride the lady Belle of West
She's the Belle of the West
From somwehere down in Arkansas
But, who's to say?
She just started that way
She's the Belle of the West
Just a pain
Going down the
On her way back home
For, yes, she dreamed of this day
With her love she stormed away
Never knowing someday she'd become
The Belle of the West