Changing Yard

She's got the same eyes As the mother she never met And the same smile: We ain't never seen it yet She goes across the tracks To the changing yard to play And we worry All day and all night She don't know how To love right She wrote a letter To the family she never had She said, "If I can come home, I promise won't ever be bad." I took that letter And I threw it in the trash And I worried All day and all night That she don't know how To love right Doctors and psychiatrists The police chief or the mob Cannot change her attitude Or penchant to do wrong And it's not worth the fight She don't know how To love right