She lives in the Bastard Nation She doesn't even know her name No one there knows where they come from Could've been Abel could've been Cain She was raised by loving hands Down by the Gulf Of Mexico Her savior was a preacher man They loved her like she was their own But one thing they could not give to her Though they tried with all their might They could not fill the emptiness She felt when she lay down each night She comes from the Bastard Nation She don't even know her name No one there knows where they come from Could've been Abel could've been Cain All alone in the Bastard Nation Just like all the others there Each one reaching out for someone Doesn't anybody care Tonight I'll put my child to bed She'll look in her father's eyes Somewhere in there she'll see herself And feel all those invisible ties But that girl from the Bastard Nation She just seems to drift away She never knew just where to land It's the only thing that ever made her pray She comes from the Bastard Nation She doesn't even know her name No one there knows where they come from Could've been Abel could've been Cain All alone in the Bastard Nation Just like all the others there Each one reaching out for someone Doesn't anybody care