Eliza Jane
Of all the things your Daddy said
And some of them were so cruel
One of them was true
He said we wouldn't last
Because it was so hard
Eliza Jane
Say so-long to your trust fund
As you slammed the door and swore
You'd never see them again
Narrow-minded, white and unenlightened
Is what you said
Now you and your pride
Live on the East side
In a furnished fourth floor room
And the rent is due

Oh Eliza Jane it was you and I
Holding hands, black and white
And looking like a Unitarian Christmas card
That's frayed around the edges
For the holidays
Because it was so hard

Eliza Jane
What hair you didn't cut or perm
You had braided back
Hoping your predetermined genetic situation
Might be mistaken for being Black
Eliza Jane
You friends from private school
Thought it was the coolest thing
My friends reminded me
That no amount of cream in our coffee
Will turn it to a glass of milk
Now sisters roll their eyes
And suck their teeth
And red-necks shake their heads
In total disbelief at us

Oh Eliza Jane it was you and I
Holding hands, black and white
And looking like a Unitarian Christmas card
That loses all it's luster
Long before the twenty-fifth
Because it ws so hard

Eliza Jane
One night I heard you pray
For this color-crazy world to go away
But it's too late, the canvas is painted on
All the pretty colors gone
And there's nothing left to say
So I left you with two children
We thought would fix it all
With eyes like yours
And hair like mine

Oh Eliza Jane it was you and I
Holding hands, black and white
And looking like a Unitarian Christmas card
That's prematurely torn
And tossed beneath the tree
Because it was so hard

Vance - vocal, acoustic guitar