Eleanor Young, Eleanor child. Standing on a lonely hilltop in the Appalachian wild. Eleanor sing, Eleanor scream. Shout loud for your own green world, doors don't open for the country girl. Oh, they lied to you. They sung to you songs you weren't meant to hear. They showed you life your eyes were never meant to see. Yeah, you should have seen right through but you believed. Eleanor grow, Eleanor cold. Midnight in a dim-lit diner, in the driving Detroit snow. Eleanor yearn, Eleanor yearn. One child with no last name. Your boyfriend runs, who do you blame? Oh, he lied to you. He did to you things they taught you were sin. He took from you the best that was within you. He showed to you things your eyes should never have seen. And the saddest thing of all, baby, you believed. Yeah, yeah, the saddest thing of all, you believed. Yeah, Mama, you believed. Eleanor age, Eleanor cage. See California on New Year's day. The sun shines warm on the Rose Parade. Eleanor ache, Eleanor break. Come out west with your last born child. I grew up scared, weird, and wild. Oh, you lied to me, you hid from me knowledge I should have known. You kept from me the life that was my own. You shielded me from things I should have seen. For a very short while, Mama, I believed. Yes, I believed.
Lyrics submitted by Lusyphur