On Her Way to Be a Woman Songtext
von Don Williams

Little girl from Calabasas
Grown on cornbread and melasas
And the lonely times

Mother died when she was four
Father walked right out the door
And found his future waitin′ in a bottle of wine

No, she wasn't beautiful
Being plain was plentiful
With smiles to give away

Growing up was hard to do
With her, hand-me-downs are what I choose
She walked by on her way to be a woman

She walked by on her way to be a woman
Alone today and yesterday
When will love come her way?
She walked by on her way to be a woman
Woman


She wasn′t good as a carpenter
A hole in the roof bothered her
When the wind and rain went

So she went and called a man
That was when her love began
She walked by on her way to be a woman

She walked by on her way to be a woman
Happy today and yesterday
Love came in to stay
She walked by on her way to be a woman
Woman

They were married a year or so
He a carpenter and she would sold
Her body for their baby girl

They would wait and watch her grow
'Til the time they would know
She walked by on her way to be a woman

She walked by on her way to be a woman
Woman
She walked by on her way to be a woman
Woman


She walked by on her way to be a woman
Woman
She walked by on her way to be a woman