Perkins Road
by John Allen Latta (C) 2010, BMI 
Recorded at Panda Productions of Nashville

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Perkins Road

By John Allen Latta, 2010 (BMI)

A frightened little thing just barely eighteen
Stepped into the starless night

She was holding onto something tiny

And clutching it a little too tight

I asked her, “Girl, what brings you two

“Out here to the end of the line?”

She said, “I can’t spend a lifetime paying,

“For a mistake I made late one night.”

(Chorus)

Out on Perkins Road

In the pale Stillwater moon light

The battle between good and evil

Is clockin’ double over-time

The local folk all whisper about,

The trouble you’re liable to find

They know you’re all in, or you fold

Way out on Perkin’s Road

I told that girl about a baby boy

Left here a long time ago

Taken in by some people from a country church

Back in the woods about a mile or so

He never knew his momma or daddy

Or so the story goes and you know

Folks say he’s out here every night

Hell bent on settin’ things right…

(Chorus)

(Bridge) If love is going to find you

Don’t matter where you are

Or what may be on your mind

 Kind of like the trouble

A few folks have found

On that road out past the county line

I told that little girl: “This is your lucky night

“Head on back:  toward the city lights.”

She looked through me, with cold, doll eyes

And said, “Hey, it’s gonna be alright.”

We made our stand at that little church

Back in the woods about a mile or so…

And now we’re out here every night

Hell bent on settin’ things right…