John Prine
Unwed Fathers
In an Appalachian
Greyhound station
She sits there waiting in a family way
"Goodbye, brother
Tell Mom I love her
Tell all the others I'll write someday"

From an teenage lover
To an unwed mother
Kept undercover like some bad dream
While unwed fathers
They can't be bothered
They run like water through a mountain stream

In a cold and gray town
A nurse says
"Lay down."
'This ain't no playground, and this ain't home"
Someone's children
Out having children
In a gray stone building, all alone

On somewhere else bound
Smokey Mountain Greyhound
She bows her head down
Humming lullabies
Your daddy never meant to hurt you ever
He just don't live here
But you've got his eyes
From an teenage lover
To an unwed mother
Kept undercover like some bad dream
While unwed fathers
They can't be bothered
They run like water through a mountain stream
Well, they run like water through a mountain stream