Stephenville, TX

[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