The Bitter End - Carlene Carter

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

The bitter end