She took the train for Mexico
To a land she didn't know
Just to change her point of view

Falling in and out of love 
around the towns has taken its tole too soon

She walks down a dusty road
Wearing the jeans her mama sold
She reads the letter that she wrote

Saying how well she's doing there
And soon she'll be able to care

Little Eliza Jane
The beast in you 
could not be slain
Won't you just come on home
Get on that plane
Little Eliza Jane

She's a dreamer of dreams
Counting the uncountable it seems
Now all her fair weather friends are gone

She needs the words to finish this song
Making sure that they're not wrong
She needs a reason to go on

Little Eliza Jane
The beast in you 
could not be slain
Won't you just come on home
Get on that plane
Little Eliza Jane

Some people say life is a game you just can't win
But if you can't live with it you die with it
Little Eliza Jane

Little Eliza Jane
The beast in you 
could not be slain
Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na 
Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na 
Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na
Na-na-na na-na-na na-na-na-na-na-na-na