I've been around this country in a wagon of indian quilts
I've met the ones who've claimed it
And I've met the ones who've built
Of the ones I've met I loved many

Of the ones I loved, I knew few
They'd always know I'd be leaving
sooner or later they'd be too
I'm a woman of many colors
Yes, my mind is never made
So I'll travel this land like a canvas
until I'm out of paint

I've worn out my welcome, so I'll leave before the dawn
If there's one thing this country taught me
It's to leave before you're gone
Of the ones I've left, I've mourned many
Of the one I've mourned I call two
They'd always know I'd break their hearts
before they broke my blues

I'm a woman of many virtues, if you'd only let me grow
But my spirits been broken in so many ways
My seed you must learn to sew
I know this town like I built it
I know which roads will lead to where
And I'll stay and visit as long as these roads
Know how to take me somewhere

Of the places I've been I've kept many in mind
But I've dreamed them all the same
Of the ones I've dreamed, there's only one
Place that gave me my name
I'm a woman of many stories
if you'll listen I'll tell you one
I've called many places my home little darlin
but I only come from one