She's a prodigal daughter, a product of her father

Salt of the earth and her mama's alma mater

Might stick around, might go to state

Might settle down, might fly away

She's got an FFA blue ribbon in her closet

Straight from a page of American Gothic

Might take a plane or a no-name road

She's got a lot of ways to go

She's onto something, but she ain't there yet

She's every song on the radio

Where she runs is anybody's guess

God bless that girl

She's got a lot of ways to go

Penny in her pocket's a pick for her guitar

Picture in a lockеt hanging on her heart

Is she hеaded south or straight for the sun?

When she figures it out, it's like a bullet from a gun

She's onto something, but she ain't there yet

She's every song on the radio

Where she runs is anybody's guess

God bless that girl

She's got a lot of ways to go

She's on her way, but there ain't no rush

Yeah, what's the point of being young?

She's onto something, but she ain't there yet

She's every song on the radio

Where she runs is anybody's guess

God bless that girl

She's got a lot of ways

She's onto something, but she ain't there yet

She's every song on the radio

Where she runs is anybody's guess

God bless that girl

She's got a lot of ways to go

She's got a lot of ways