Stephenville, TX

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Jewel - Country, Pop

Stephenville, TX

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[Verse 1] Housewives told to recapture their youth By wearing floral print and suede Fixing their hairdos with PC, chemical-free hairspray Martha Stewart taught them to make on TV I was raised a farmgirl I'm too far from home, all alone on the road Trying to figure out who I am now that the stardust has turned to sand And the sand has turned to stone on the starmaking machine [Chorus] I'm thirty-one years old That ain't the end, but it sure ain't where I began [Verse 2] And my daddy, he wrote songs and he broke colts And went back to school to get a degree Now he teaches music to kids, he taught music to me And this Alaskan girl has been living in Stephenville, Texas, that is Yes, you guessed it I moved here because I fell in love with a man I moved his ex-old lady's things out of the closet The same closet I moved my things back in No, it did not make me feel that great As if to demonstrate everything's temporary If you give it enough time [Chorus] I'm thirty-one years old That ain't the end, but it sure ain't where I began [Verse 3] But hey, I'm just a kid, I've got nothing to lose I'm a singer of songs, I'm a player for crowds Hey Mom, look, I'm an entertainer I'm a modern day troubadour Trying to find justice with six strings Trying to make the world make sense out of me Trying to be loved completely, trying to love honestly Trying to find a decent high noon cup of tea In another hotel I'm trying to listen to the leaves speak Trying to steal secrets from fishes in the creek Trying to figure out who I am A pretty mediocre cook, an even worse mathematician Maybe a mother one day What will it be? [Verse 4] I'm trying to figure out who I am But there's no hand to hold, no Doctor Martin Luther King There's just sycophants And the mindlessness on TV We all read magazines for the latest ways to behave So hey, why not follow me, the blond bombshell deity? I'll sell you neat ideas without big words And a little bit of cleavage to help wash it all down You know, everybody thought Godard was a clown, man That ain't gonna be me [Chorus] I'm thirty-one years old That ain't the end, but it sure ain't where I began [Outro] Guess that just makes it Stephenville, Texas

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  • Jewel