Ruthie Anne

She lived in the house at the end of the street
The one with the dogs
And two willow trees

She was small as a finch but loud as a train
Wild as the woods
And stubborn as a stain

And she always fought with the other girls
So, she ran with the boys and played our games

And she held her own in our scrappy world
But sometimes when she smiled I saw her pain

Ruthie Anne
Ruthie Anne

We couldn’t decide if she was pretty or not
But we all agreed
We liked her a lot

She’d pull up her shirt for a one dollar bill
Give you a laugh
And a story to tell

Then one day she up and disappeared
And rumors blew around like autumn leaves

And when they found out what they all feared
Someone set fire to the willow trees

Look who’s paying now
Look who’s paying now
Look who’s paying now

Ruthie Anne
Ruthie Anne

I stare out the window past all the stars
Into the void
While her dogs bark

And all I know is we bought what she sold
And if it’s mine
It’s two weeks old

And I’ve learned pleasure ain’t no friend
And the law ain’t nothing when you’re a kid

And it felt so good I’m gonna do it again
Just got to find a girl who’d take a $20 for it

Thanks for the laughs
Thanks for the laughs
Thanks for the laughs

Ruthie Anne
Ruthie Anne

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