Fair - The Secret Sisters

In a single-wide across the way

Not far through Mr. Gifford’s pines

Was a girl with hair like summer hay

And the mischief in her blue eyes seemed to shine

I recall her mama loved her, and I wish I could forget

The way that trailer smelled of burned out cigarettes

Or her daddy and his temper, and how his spirit seemed to fade

As time stripped every meager gift away

Saw you frownin' from the pages of the hard times

And it ain’t the first time, will it be the last time?

In a red brick house across the way

Not far through Mr. Gifford’s pines

Born to a family sound and safe

I never knew home could be anything but fine

I never touched the darkness, I never went astray

I was treasured every moment, every single day

One is given wings and one gets more than she can bear

God in Heaven, can you tell me how that’s fair?

Saw you frownin' from the pages of the hard times

It ain’t the first time, will it be the last time?

We are strangers now, someone told me how

You’re a mother who’s fightin' to stay clean

And the winding road is now my home

It drags on and changes never end

Still, I miss the days when you were just my friend

Saw you frownin' from the pages of the hard times

It ain’t the first time, will it be the last time?

I wanna hear that you have finally found the good times

For the first time, for the last time

Let it be the last time