Song: On Sparrow Hill Road.

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Good girls only make the news one way.
Special reports when the kids go to bed
And the ghouls come out to play.
Good girls make their marks and fade away,
People say their prayers and they shake their heads
And they bury them anyway,

And they'll tell you "she was lovely,"
Though they all forget the names
Of the ones who pay the good girl's fee
Down the rocky road to fame-

So when the crossroads call and your faith is thin
        And you're afraid you might explode,
        Go and talk to the girl in the green silk gown
        Who walks on Sparrow Hill Road.

Good girls never really seem to last.
They shine so bright and they shine so brief
And we leave them in the past.
Good girls always pass us by so fast,
And the people say that it's such a shame
When the die's already cast,

And they'll tell you that they're sorry
As they move on down the road.
It's just someone else's story,
One more debt that wasn't owed,

Now when the shadows seem to know your name
        And your dreams have all plateaued,
        Go and talk to the girl in the green silk gown
        Who walks on Sparrow Hill Road.

And she'll say she was a good girl,
                Did the things that she was told,
                And she'll say that she was frightened
                Of the things the night might hold,
                And she'll say they used to call her "Rose"
                Before she paid their price,
                When she died to live forever
                Through the good girl's sacrifice-

And when the night hails down and you're afraid
That you'll never get what you're owed,
Go and talk to the girl in the green silk gown
Who died on Sparrow Hill Road.

And when you see her face in the truck-stop light,
When the final cock has crowed,
Then you'll go with the girl in the green silk gown
Who died on Sparrow Hill Road.