In Bracken County was a quiet town.
No crime in the streets for miles around.
Everyone knew each other,
or so they thought.
Til found one morning her empty car
no sign of struggle , her keys not far.
The officers came and looked around
No sign of Erica to be found
They searched the lake and fields near by
Soon all gave a lonely sigh
For not a clue that day was found
although they had searched all around.
The search went on for weeks in vain
The family's heart still filled with pain.
Every farmer friend and foe
looked for places she would go.
Gone was the girl she use to be
everyone said it was a mystery.
But someone knows and you know who
has to live with the memory too.
Although you think that we've forgot
We live our life's as though we've not.
For Erica this song will say
Someone will pay on judgement day.
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