When I was a little girl I felt so alone
Quiet country house that I had to call home
Living with a couple of foulks, rich millionaires
Sat on their money Lord it seemed they didn't care

Finally we moved to our own place
Where I could walk around with a smile on my face
And I knew in order to make a stand
I had to pull up my roots and move on in this land

I'm gonna move away from here
You can find me if you want to go there
I'm gonna move away from here
You can find me if you want to go there

Came to a school in the big city
Looked around at the lights and I thought they were pretty
They told me and teached me to live by [bad word] 
So I wouldn't be nobody's fool

I found out, not too long
 [bad word] wouldn't let me sing my song
I know in order to make a stand
I had to pull up my roots and move on in this land