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