She longed to be a lady
When she was just a child
But where the grass
was greener Lord
She done her growin' wild
Then she tried to spread
her tender wings
And never left the ground
So she turned to dreams
at sweet sixteen
And woke up coming down
But she tries in her way
climbing higher
And she dies
each time she fails
So give her a home
or leave her alone
The lady's not for sale
She ain't ashamed to
show her soul
So she'll sell it for a song
But free don't mean
she's easy
Or right for going wrong
So let her be the lady Lord
She wants so bad to be
And let her win the gentle man
That she was born to please
'Cause she tries
climbing higher
And she dies
each time she fails
So give her a home
or leave her alone
The lady's not for sale