(lari white/chuck jones) She's worked her way from paris, texas to moscow, alabam' Tended bars and tended babies from rome to bethlehem She's been the checkout queen of abilene And busted flat somewhere bewteen The pieces of her broken dreams She's got scars on her heart and dirt on her hands But like the stars on the water she was made to rise above And she's done a lot of living just to find a little love She won't be your mama, she won't be your little girl She belongs to the road she's on, she's a woman of the world She belongs to the road she's on, she's a woman of the world Born and raised in south dakota She's never crossed the county line With three young kids and a full-time job She just never finds the time The days are short and the nights are long Since he left her all alone But she's learned to make it on her own It's a hard way to go, but she's gonna shine Like the stars on the water she was made to rise above And she does a lot of living just to find a little love And she's somebody's mama, and she's someone's little girl But she belongs to the road she's on, she's a woman of the world She belongs to the road she's on, she's a woman of the world