Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deer Tick
Performer
Liz Isenberg
Vocals
Dennis Ryan
Drums
John J McCauley III
Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Prine
Songwriter
Bobby Braddock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Deer Tick
Producer
Brendan Glasson
Producer
Lyrics
In an Appalachian, Greyhound station
She sits there waiting, in a family way
Goodbye brother, tell Ma I love her
Tell all the others that I'll write someday
From an teenage lover to an unwed mother
Kept undercover like some bad dream
While unwed fathers, they can't be bothered
They run like water through a mountain stream
In a cold and gray town, a nurse says lay down
This ain't no playground and this ain't home
Someone's children out having children
In a gray stone building, all alone
From an teenage lover to an unwed mother
Kept undercover like some bad dream
While unwed fathers, they can't be bothered
They run like water through a mountain stream
Somewhere else bound, Smokey Mountain Greyhound
She bows her head down, singing lullabies
Your daddy never meant to hurt you ever
He just don't live here but you've got his eyes
From an teenage lover to an unwed mother
Kept undercover like some bad dream
While unwed fathers, they can't be bothered
They run like water, through a mountain stream
Oh, they run like water through a mountain stream
Writer(s): Bobby Braddock, John Prine
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