The Bitter End

A silent girl, about 15
 Had a vivid vision and one track dream
 Her simple life felt incomplete
 No roads to follow, no signs to seek
 She leave her home far behind,
 Maybe some change for the better
 So sweet and kind, a southern girl
 Little did she know
 On a trail of clues, hard as light
 On a man she loved and now she cried
 Trail of tears, caution to the wrench
 Follow the heart to the bitter end
 Follow the hear to the bitter end,
 The bitter end
 She found herself lost one night
 The road back home, no where in sight
 She tripped she fell, scattered and torn
 Crippled by fear and chilled to the bone
 She turned and looked back to where she had been
 Carried on a cold Oregon wind
 Southern girl little did she know
 Follow the heart to the bitter end
 Follow the heart to the bitter end
 The bitter end
 The bitter end