She used to come over to my house
she only lived a few miles away
Never knew why but my mama said if she wanted 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 to him and introduced myself 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
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
A girl like that
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
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 really mattered was the three of us
Nobody thought it'd all work out for
that little girl who was the town drunk