She was pure as mountain rain
And had never known a pain
Of what it meant to love someone that let her down
She never kissed on her first date
and ten o'clock to her was late
Then she met me and I showed her the evil ways of town.
She was everything I searched Lord
Just a simple country girl
But like a fool I destroyed all she's stood for
I made a woman of the world
From a simply country girl.
Her big day was Sunday School
She lived by the golden rule
But now she lives just to love some stranger most every night
A mountain flower in full bloom
That learned too much too soon
I made her a woman of the world from a simply country girl.
She was everything I searched Lord
Just a simple country girl
But like a fool I destroyed all she's stood for
I made a woman of the world
From a simply country girl...
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