She was eighteen, far from flawless
Born in the bayou outside New Orleans
Rawlings baseball glove
The one thing Daddy left to show his
Loved her cigarettes
Miller high life from Friday's check
Making blackjack bets down at Harrah's
Borrowed a bit too
Muchy, muchy, pass the dutchie
Pedal to the metal and pop the clutchie
Blue lights in the cracked rear view
The voodoo you do trying to pass right through you
The voodoo you do trying to pass right through you
She was only eighteen
Only eighteen
She was only eighteen
Only eighteen
She was eighteen, far from home
Deep in the dirt like skeleton bones
Owned nothing in hand
But a bright red raft boat down the Rio Grande
Prize never came
Feel the shame, break the brain, hop the train
The train of thought that rocked and knocked
All that you knew, you came and sought
What brings and brought you back to life inside a pot
That calls the kettle black
No turning back
Thumbs up, head down, fly by four wheels, whack
And just like that, and just like that
She was carved in stone
And just like that
She's coming home
And just like that
She was carved in stone
And just like that
She's coming home
And just like that
She was only eighteen
Only eighteen
She was only eighteen
Only eighteen
She was only eighteen
She was only, only eighteen
(Only eighteen)
She was only, only eighteen
(Only eighteen)
She was only, only eighteen
(Only eighteen)
She was only, only eighteen
(Only eighteen)
She was only, only eighteen
(Only eighteen)