Woman of Many Colors
Journey of a Multicolored Soul: Courtney Marie Andrews' Reflections
Lyrics
I've been around this country in a wagon of Indian quilts
I have traveled across the country with a collection of Indian quilts in a wagon.
I've met the ones who've claimed it, and I've met the ones who've built
I've encountered those who claim the country and those who have contributed to building it.
Of the ones I've met I loved many
Among the people I've met, I've loved many.
Of the ones I loved, I knew few
Of the ones I loved, I knew only a few personally.
They'd always know I'd be leaving; sooner or later they'd be too
People always anticipated my departure; eventually, they would leave as well.
I'm a woman of many colors
I am a woman with a diverse personality or experiences.
Yes, my mind is never made
My mind is constantly changing, and decisions are not fixed.
So I'll travel this land like a canvas until I'm out of paint
I will explore this land like a canvas until I exhaust my possibilities.
I've worn out my welcome, so I'll leave before the dawn
I've overstayed my welcome, so I'll leave before the morning comes.
If there's one thing this country taught me, it's to leave before you're gone
The lesson learned from the country is to depart before it becomes necessary.
Of the one's I've left, I've mourned many
I've mourned the departure of many people I left behind.
Of the one I've mourned I call two
Of those I mourned, I remember two distinctly.
They'd always know I'd break their hearts before they broke my blues
They always expected me to hurt them emotionally before they could hurt me.
I'm a woman of many virtues, if you'd only let me grow
I possess various virtues if given the chance to develop.
But my spirit's been broken in so many ways, my seed you must learn to sow
My spirit has been broken in numerous ways, and you must learn to cultivate my potential.
I know this town like I built it
I have a deep understanding of this town, as if I played a part in its construction.
I know which roads will lead to where
I know which paths lead to different destinations in this town.
And I'll stay and visit as long as these roads know how to take me somewhere
I'll stay and visit as long as these paths continue to lead me somewhere.
Of the places I've been I've kept many in mind, but I've dreamed them all the same
I have memories of many places I've visited, but I've dreamed of them all the same.
Of the ones I've dreamed, there's only one place that gave me my name
There's only one place in my dreams that holds significance and gave me my identity.
I'm a woman of many stories; if you'll listen I'll tell you one
I have numerous stories to share, and I'm willing to tell you one if you listen.
I've called many places my home darling, but I only come from one
I've considered many places my home, but there's only one true origin.
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