She Walked In From The Hills

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© billybluej
She walked in from the hills
wearing blue jeans with frills.
She sang a song in a broken voice.
It was the only one she had.
She had no choice.
She walked in from the hills
wearing blue jeans with frills.
She sang a song in a broken voice.
It was the only one she had.
She had no choice.
Some say she took pills
to kill the pain.
She was a stranger here, no one knew her name.
There was beauty in her eyes.
There was a wound she could not hide.
Her hair had a touch of gray.
There were lines in her face.
She sang a song in a broken voice.
It was the only one she had.
She had no choice.
She walked in from the hills
wearing blue jeans with frills.
She sang a song in a broken voice.
It was the only one she had.
She had no choice.
She walked in from the hills
wearing blue jeans with frills.
She sang a song in a broken voice.
It was the only one she had.
She had no choice.
She was a stranger here, no one knew her name.
There was beauty in her eyes.
There was a wound she could not hide.
Her hair had a touch of gray.
There were lines in her face.
She sang a song in a broken voice.
It was the only one she had.
She had no choice.
She walked in from the hills
wearing blue jeans with frills.
She sang a song in a broken voice.
It was the only one she had.
She had no choice.