Walk she would Through the pines Cross the road Down that red dirt drive Dangling stars In the night Just like the sun Born on fire Knocking on the door Of that double wide You got no need honey For me baby I got one need honey And it ain't you Go on back Go on back Her Momma was a queen Her Daddy a peasant Down begging at her feet She was the youngest in line With wandering eyes Two brothers in college and a sister Who'd died She went knocking on the door Of that double wide Bent and bleeding On a try House as empty As her sister's smile Clouds hung like sheets On the line Nobody to talk her out Nobody to put up a fight She went knocking on the door of that double wide Knocking on the door of that double wide A fire only need one spark to fly