.She lived on the curve of the road
In an old, tar-paper shack
On the south side of the town
On the wrong side of the tracks
Sometimes on the way into town we'd say
"Mama, can we stop and give her a ride"?
Sometimes we did
But her hands flew from her side
Wild eye.
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