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My name is Alice Walker, they never told me why
Iâm not named for anybody, itâs a name out of the sky
They thought it was pretty I guess, way back when
Iâll change it some day
I like to pretend, Iâm Just a visitor here
Like on one of those shows
In a house full of people I donât hardly know
But we'll all get to home in a week or so
Back to real life
And Iâm picking up the carpet in the corner where I crash
Iâm too tired to separate the pennies from the trash
And I donât guess it matters even why Jesus died
I can tell you about sins
They got this duplex up on Fire Line Road
Itâs way out from town, so the rentâs pretty low,
Not much more than a cinder block cell
Just like the one next door
And the next one as well
And the bus donât run out here but three times a day
The 7-11, itâs a full mile away
And thereâs a car in the yard, mostly rust and dents
We moved here in it, but it hasnât run since
Forget my name, can you forget my face
Gonna lose myself in some finer place
Finer Places, where Iâll go
Iâll leave no trace out on Fire Line Road
And thereâs a pile of daddyâs quick-picks scattered on the floor
Among the half empty bottles, that chair against the door
In case he comes home drinkinâ, with lovin on his mind
Iâd never let it happen, but that donât stop him tryinâ
My sister werenât so lucky, he got to her too soon
She never saw it coming, he knew just what to do
To keep her silent
I swear to god Iâll kill him if I can
He said she made him do it, after all heâs just a man
Forget my name, can you forget my face
Gonna lose myself in some finer place
Finer Places, where Iâll go
Iâll leave no trace out on Fire Line Road
Now she snorts that crank, and stares at the phone
She ainât big as a minute, just skin on bone
She bites her nails right down to the quick
And theyâve taken her babies, and they wonât give them back
And I know she loves them and god knows she tries,
But when youâre that far down youâre just going to get high
Itâs like eating or breathing to the rest of us
She canât even feel bad without the stuff
Forget my name, can you forget my face
Gonna lose myself in some finer place
Finer Places, where Iâll go
And Iâll leave no trace out on Fire Line Road
My name is Alice Walker, they never told me why
- Album:
- Complicated Game
- Miscellaneous
- Live In Europe
- Columbia Records Radio Hour, Vol. 1
- Just Us Kids
- Just Us Kids (Bonus Track Version)
- Live in Europe (Audio Version)
- Rough Guide to Americana
- Rough Guide To Americana (Second Edition)
- Live In Aught-Three
- Too Long In the Wasteland
- Candyland
- 107.1 KGSR Broadcasts, Volume 4
- KBCO Studio C, Volume 2
- It Had to Happen
- Walk Between the Raindrops
- Saint Mary of the Woods
- Childish Things
- CBS Records Hitchhiker Sampler: Volume 2
- No Song No Supper: Sugar Hill Singer-Songwriters Dish It Up