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John Prine - Unwed Fathers - Aimless Love
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
John Prine
John Prine
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
John Prine
John Prine
Songwriter
Bobby Braddock
Bobby Braddock
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
John Prine
John Prine
Producer
Jim Rooney
Jim Rooney
Producer

Letra

In an Appalachian, Greyhound station She sits there waiting, in a family way "Goodbye brother, Tell Mom I love her Tell all the others, 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, from a mountain stream In a cold and gray town, a nurse say's "Lay down" 'This ain't no playground, and this ain't home' But someone's children, out having children In a gray stone building, they're 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, from a mountain stream On somewhere else bound, Smokey Mountain Greyhound She bows her head down, hummin' 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, from a mountain stream Well, they run like water, from a mountain stream
Writer(s): Bobby Braddock, John Prine Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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