She saw the ragged edge of nowhere from a fast moving train

watched the by with a fever in her brain

seemed like a good time at the time rolling down that track

now the only thing she wants is a one-way ticket back



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She's a homeward looking angel and she's feeling mighty tired

her party dress is tattered but her vision is inspired

(She went gunning for glory but her bullets all misfired)

and that girl looking back in the mirror ,Lord, made such a mess of things

she's leaving in the morning soon as she can find her wings



She's so hungry at heart for a piece of mama's pie

Served up on gradmna's china

after church on sunday night

Pap's proubably turning out

the light and heading up the stairs

and the wayward child he never talked about still turns up in his prayers



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there's the road ahead and the road behind

all roads lead to home this time



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