Sunday, June 12, 2011
This song is really running through my head these days
In an Appalachian, Greyhound station
She sits there waiting, in a family way
"Goodbye brother, Tell Mom I love her
Tell all the others, I'll write someday"
From an teenage lover, to an unwed mother
Kept undercover, like some bad dream
While unwed fathers, they can't be bothered
They run like water, through a mountain stream
In a cold and gray town, a nurse say's "Lay down"
'This ain't no playground, and this ain't home'
Someone's children, out having children
In a gray stone building, all alone
On somewhere else bound, Smokey Mountain Greyhound
She bows her head down, hummin' lullabies
'Your daddy never, meant to hurt you ever'
'He just don't live here, but you've got his eyes'
Well, they run like water,
Through a mountain stream
Meanwhile, as I sing that song in my mind, Cliff lets this episode of Cheers play in HIS mind. About six minutes into this video comes one of Cliff's favorite quotes.
"I knocked up Annie good."