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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