She used to come over to my house, she only lived a few miles away I never knew why but my mama said if she wanted to she could stay A pretty little girl who fought like a boy but she wanted to hold me hand And the little blue dress that she always wore, yeah it might have been her Only friend I remember that summer like yesterday she used to hang around all the time Down by the creek we would always play and tell secrets by the porch light Shy as a bird and timid as a flower, I wonder where she grew up I never really thought that much about it, but everybody said her daddy was The town drunk Broken like a bottle, running from the only hole she ever had, tangled in The talk behind her back Yeah he thought she was nothing, growing like a weed on the wrong side of The trscks How could anyone not love a girl like that One afternoon in the middle of town I saw her daddy sleeping on a bench So I walked up and introduced myself and said his daughter was my best Friend He looked at me like he didn't care and asked me for a couple of bucks Right then I decided that I'd look after that pretty little girl whos daddy Was the town drunk Broken like a bottle, running from the only hole she ever had, tangled in The talk behind her back Yeah he thought she was nothing, growing like a weed on the wrong side of The trscks How could anyone not love a girl like that, girl like that Broken like a bottle, running from the only hole she ever had, tangled in The talk behind her back Yeah he thought she was nothing, growing like a weed on the wrong side of The tracks How could anyone not love a girl like that, girl like that Several years later I read in the paper that her daddy had passed away I was holding her hand she had the baby in the other and there was really Nothing I could say She looked at me and I gave her a kiss all that mattered was he three of us Nobody thought it would all work out for that pretty little girl whos daddy Was the town drunk