Eliza Jane
She took the train for Mexico,
to a land she didnt know just to change her point of view.
Falling in and out of love around the towns has taken its toll too soon.
And she walks down a dusty road,
wearing the jeans her mama sewed,
she reads a letter that she wrote.
Saying how well shes doing there and soon shell be able to care.
Little Eliza Jane,
the beast in you could not be slain.
Wont you just come on home, get on that plane.
Little Eliza Jane
Shes the dreamer of dreams, counting the uncountable it seems.
Now all her fairweather friends are gone.
She needs the words to finish this song.
Making sure that theyre not wrong.
She needs a reason to go on.
Little Eliza Jane,
the beast in you could not be slain.
Wont you just come on home, get on that plane.
Little Eliza Jane
Some people say,
lifes a game you just cant win.
If you cant live with it, youll die with it.
Eliza Jane
Little Eliza Jane, the beast in you could not be slain.
