Darla Jean skipped along in the fadin' light.
Was she chasin' a Monarch 'round the bend,
Just before a flutter of sparrows took flight?
By dark, her mama was sure in a panic,
Where's my Darla Jean LaFontaine?
Anyone see that li'l girl gone?
Cryin' face shone in a window pane.
The neighbors came and gathered,
Whispered to each other a solemn warnin'.
Somethin' real bad might be revealed,
When the sun rose up in the mornin'.
All fears came to pass,
The town's quiet was rocked,
A scuffed leather shoe,
Tangled hair all in a knot.
Lyin' half in the woods,
Fingers clutchin' a bonnet.
Dress soiled with mud,
With a streak of red on it.
Her mama shrieked with news,
I can't never live with the pain.
Lord, I never done ya no wrong,
Please bring back my Darla Jean LaFontaine.
Many years done passed,
Since that li'l girl's been gone.
Neighbors still sometimes wonder,
What happened one night before dawn.
Life goes on 'round town,
While rumors circle all in a hush.
When someone whispers Darla Jean's name,
It's always followed by nervous shush.