Ways Of This World

I was just a little girl

Peeking out of my momma's apron strings

I was just a little girl

But I knew what had to be

It would row it would row

It would row all over me

I was just a little girl

But I knew

What had to be

Easter dresses and choir robes

Ballet slippers and pierced earlobes

I was just a little girl

But I knew the ways of this world

County fairs and church's bazarres

Swimming pools and muscle cars

I was nothing but a girl

But I knew the ways of the world

In the years peeled away

Like pages and pages of a novel

Grown men powerful men

They will fall at my feet to grovel

And they'll row they will row

They will row all over me

But I am not a little girl

And I know what has to be