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UNWED FATHERS John Prine
[G]In an Appalachian, [C]Greyhound [G]station[C]
She sits there [G]waiting, [D]in a family [G]way
'Goodbye brother, [C]Tell Mom I [G]love her'[C]
'Tell all the [G]others, [D]I'll write some[G]day'
[G]From an teenage [C]lover, to an unwed [G]mother
kept undercovers, like some bad [D]dream
While unwed [G]fathers, [C]they can't be [G]bothered[C]
They run like [G]water, [D]through a mountain [G]stream
[G]In a cold and grey town, [C]a nurse say's [G]'Lay down'[C]
'This ain't no [G]playground, a[D]nd this ain't [G]home'
Someones children, [C]out having [G]children[C]
in a grey stone [G]building, a[D]ll al-[G]one
[G]Some where else bound, [C]Smokey Mountain [G]Greyhound[C]
She bows her [G]head down, [D]humming lulla[G]bys
'Your daddy never, [C]meant to hurt you [G]ever'[C]
'he just don't [G]live here, [D]but you've got his[G] eyes'