Town Drunk

She used to come over to my house, she only lived a few miles away

I never knew why but my mama said if she wanted to she could stay

A pretty little girl who fought like a boy but she wanted to hold my hand

In a little blue dress that she always wore, yeah, I might have been her only friend

I remember that summer like yesterday, she used to hang around all the time

Down by the creek we would always play and tell secrets by the porch light

Shy as a bird and timid as a flower I wondered where she grew up

I never really thought that much about it but everybody said her daddy was the town drunk

Broken like a bottle, running from the only home she ever had

Tangled in the talk behind her back

Yeah, he thought she was nothin', growing like a weed on the wrong side of the tracks

How could anyone not love a girl like that?

One afternoon in the middle of town, I saw her daddy sleeping on a bench

So I walked up and introduced myself and said his daughter was my best friend

He looked at me like he didn't care and he asked me for a couple bucks

Right then I decided I'd look after that pretty little girl whose daddy was the town drunk

A girl like that

A girl like that

Several years later, I read in the paper that her daddy had passed away

I was holdin' her hand, she had the baby in the other there was really nothing I could say

She looked at me and I gave her a kiss

All that mattered was the three of us

Nobody thought it would all work out for that pretty little girl whose daddy was the town drunk