Shannon Rhodes - Damien Jurado

I drove from Montesano to Aberdeen

From Aberdeen to Pacific Beach

And a pocket full of wrong numbers

Has anybody here seen Shannon Rhodes?

I see her in the window of my memory

She’s standing like an angel down the hall

I’ll call you when I get home this evening

Has anybody here seen Shannon Rhodes?

Some say that she moved in with her lover

The man that her mother could not stand

«Ma, he only hits me when he’s angry»

Has anybody seen Shannon Rhodes?

Four miles from the highway they found her

Laying in the tall grass by the road

And she was murdered by the hands of her lover

Goodbye, goodbye, Shannon Rhodes

Yesterday I went out to her grave site

It was the same day that her lover stood his trial

And at her grave I stood there and remembered

All of my days with her are gone