"Ways To Go" lyrics

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 on to 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 pockets, pick for her guitar
Picture in a locket, hanging on her heart
Is she heading south, or straight for the sun
When she figures it out, it's like a bullet from a gun

She's on to 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 on to 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 on to 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