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written by Alison Self

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Well I aint never lived in a trailer, but I saw many of them with my mama and her best friends as they would drink in the kitchen
and I would sit on the front porch, watching my best friend shave her legs
a coffee cup and a razor, we were only 10, we wanted to be women

and grocery store checkout line, we were broke didn't have a dime
and my mama never had a chance, grandma ignored us while we paid with foodstamps

but oh Jamie, where are you now?
are you that number that the news is talking about?
well i remember when we would play at your grandmas house

and my daddy never had a lot, making promises that he mostly forgot
but we'd drink glass cokes and walk the railroad line
behind the neighborhood, well that was another time

oh and seaboard street aint been the same
since the bank came and took the house away
they locked my daddy in a jail cell, just like his brother
you can never help yourself

well i grew up, mostly got away
the hated dies but the guilt grows every day
and your names will always chill me
i'm sorry darlene, i'm sorry jamie

but oh Darlene where are you now?
I heard your baby's got a baby and she's strung out
with a black eye, still living at your house

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from Cowboy Coffee, released April 25, 2014

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Alison Self Portland, Oregon

Alison plays honky tonk on the guitar and currently lives in Portland OR after a two year stint in Austin, after a 10 year stint in VA. With a peppering of Denver and Nashville somewhere in there.....

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