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