From the album All The Birds

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Lyrics by M.C. Armstrong
Arranged by Armstrong, Graves, Irwin, Ritter, Strable, and Zehmer.

Lyrics

Let me tell you a story
About a girl I know
She comes from nowhere
No she’s got nowhere to go
Oh, oh, oh

She grew up in a TV church
When they found her dad
Yeah, things got worse

And every once in awhile
I hear from her
Every once in awhile
She calls me on the phone
Every once in awhile I think
I think she’s coming home

Sold all her music to make a little cash
She’s living with her mom now
She’s running from the past

And every once in awhile
She sings a little song
Every once in awhile
She calls me on the phone
Every once in awhile I think
I think she’s coming home

There was a time; there was a happy time
We swam in the rivers
Made love in the pines

And every once in awhile
I think about those times
Every once in awhile
I call her on the phone
Every once in awhile I think
I think about going home