there's one in every town
one that gets left behind
when the other girls head for broadway
or hollywood and vine
there's something about her
something not quite there
you think she'd be long gone
but she's still here
marked for trouble
from the day she was born
daughter of darkness
child of scorn
they whisper behind the curtains
snicker at the general store
you'd think she'd have had enough
but she comes back for more
len jones is a deacon in the church
bob jackson has a spotless reputation
but their eyeballs always follow her
when she walks past the trailways station
tommy wilson is the quarterback
on the undefeated high school team
but even on the night before the big game
she haunts his dreams
at night she goes out walking
with her handbag trailing low
she must be going somewhere
but where is there to go?
she wanders past the pool hall
saunters past the five and dime
she looks up at the moon and stars
but stops at the county line
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