paroles de chanson On Her Way To Being A Woman - Don Williams

Little girl from Calabasas
Grown on cornbread and molasses in the lonely times
Mother died when she was four
Father walked right out the door
And found his future waiting in a bottle of wine

Though she wasn't beautiful, being plain was plentiful
With smiles to give away
Growing up was hard to do
In her hand-me-downs and worn-out shoes
She walked by on her way to be a woman

She walked by on her way to be a woman
Lonely today and yesterday
When will love come her way?
She walked by on her way to be a woman, whoa-oh

She wasn't good as a carpenter, a hole in the roof bothered her
When the wind and rain were men blew in
So she went and call 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, whoa-oh

They were married a year or so
He'd carpenter, she would sew
Provided 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...