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