Blue Van Teenage Runaway
Oh, away she blows Through the door and down the street she goes The levee won't hold A young lost soul She'll break away the shackles of the old
Daddy's girl With all your mammas curls Sneaking away As morning turns to day Teenage runaway
So the story goes Another day another bird has flown No-more will he preach His worn out speech She's going where his bible belt won't reach
Daddy's girl Pawned her mothers pearls Stealing away As morning turns to day Teenage runaway
Oh, Why did she leave me, Lord? Oh, Where did my words fall short?
