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ANITA JEAN
(Austin Hughes - © Austin Hughes Music, ASCAP)
The riverbank Ohio saw prosperity’s arrival
But the road to fortune ran between the graves
Blame the coal, blame the clay
Or chimney’s belchin’ darkness into day
The potter boys would break to watch
The swaying of her hips, the tick- tock
Hypnotized their body clocks to chime
Sing out young Anita Jean
The brightest gem that Hancock County ever seen
Anita Jean with style and grace
Sail above an ordinary place
Into the starlight that blinds your way
The local gals surrendered
While Anita ached for glamour over common sense
“It’s for common folk”, she claimed
Waiting for a Pittsburgh Errol Flynn to say, “You’re better than this place”
The county boys were charming, handsome, plain, polite, and worthless
So she played ‘em like a rubber ball and jacks
When a city prince came- through her whitewash he saw decades of black
Anita Jean with style and grace
Sail above an ordinary place
Into the starlight that blinds your way
Anita Jean, destroy their gaze
With the whispered promise of another place
Another universe unfurls
How to be more than you think you are worth in this world
In this world
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