A Ramblin Woman's Woes

My whole life I’ve been warned 

Of cowboys, sweet talkers,

Rough around the edges

Boys who make pretty promises but never stay

But no one ever taught me what to do 

When I became

The rambler, the drunk, the fool

Loyal only to the saddle

What if I’m the one who never stays?

The muddy boots on my front porch are my own

Only those boots can say

Where I’ve been

Where I’m going

And why I always have to leave

They swear that they can love me

Fix me, make me more digestible

Fit me in their box

They’ll watch as my dust settles,

Knowing I never will

They tried to save me from cowboys,

But can they save me from myself?