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walk dwn walk dwn
Downtown in New Orleans and a filthy face
I’ve never seen such hopeless eyes
Two, no Three, hungry tugs upon her skirt
I cross the street and walk on by
And I know she can’t be more then 18 or 19
But she looks like she’s lived more than twice that time
And the lines of her sorrow grow longer and longer
Her doubt in the system grows stronger and stronger
And the years go by and control is slipping away
“Won’t you tell me why should I hear a word you say
When the God that you look like won’t turn his face my way?”
Just a day in the life of a little girl left behind
Just a day in the life of a little girl left behind
There’s no skip in her stepping, just a hobbled weary walk
I’ve never seen such lack of life
Now the night is upon them, where have all the fishermen gone
We button up and drift on by
And I know that a picture is made from these moments
Will I live out my faith or pretend I can’t see, See
And the walls of this city grow taller and taller
The children abandoned, grow smaller and smaller
And the days go by, these chances keep slipping away
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“Won’t you tell me why should I hear a word you say
When the God that you look like won’t turn his face my way?”
Just a day in the life of a little girl left behind in America
Just a day in the life of a little girl left behind
- ©1999
- Kevin Smith & Eric Peters
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