Tabitha Tuder’s Mama

Lyrics

You wouldn't know it by the faded flowers in the yard But spirits there are broken and time goes hard The sun can be shining all over town But here one solitary cloud hangs round She dusts her room and straighten her shoes Like she might walk back into em off the six 'o clock news She's pretty but the world hardly looks up When your mama makes lunch and your daddy drives a truck She can't help but wonder but she don't dare Let her mind linger too long there Thеre's a number written by a 12 yr old facе In a file in Nashville labeled cold case And an old box fan still cuts the heat Ruffled curtains blow on Lillian Street Five sex offenders live on this street The whole goddamn world crawling with creeps Too close to where her dresses twirled Too close too late too bad little girl Poor people gotta have a lot of heart Who's worth more than five thousand dollars Elizabeth Smart Please pray for Tabitha Tuders mama Even if you don't pray at all Please pray for Tabitha Tuders mama Even if you don't pray at all Still in her heart still in her head Still curled up on a pallet at the food of the bed Too close to where her dresses twirled Too close too late too bad little girl