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Pretty Girl in a Small Town - Jeffrey Foucault
We used to walk to get away
There was nowhere you could stay
Save your red ears fingers flushed
Lay them on the back of my neck
Tea with honey tell me who
Bent the branch inside of you
A dark and silent waiting in your eyes
Promise me you'll never do it
Pretty girl in a small town
No one likes to see you down
Or hold your head too high or ever say goodbye
Once you've been the homecoming queen
I used to wait to see your lights
Run my wall those late spring nights
When nothing else was real as trying
To keep your heart above high water
