Virginia Bluebell
by Miranda Lambert

Carryin' the weight, on the end of a limb
You're just waitin' for somebody to pick you up again
Shaded by a tree, can't live up to rose
All you ever wanted was a sunny place to grow

Pretty little thing sometimes you gotta look up
And let the world see all the beauty that you're made of
Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
You're my Virginia Bluebell
My Virginia Bluebell

Even through a stone, a flower can bloom
You just need a little push, spring is comin' soon
Umbrella in the rain, let it roll of your back
Weather what you can, realize what you had

Pretty little thing, sometimes you gotta look up
And let the world see all the beauty that your made of
Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
You're my Virginia Bluebell

Put a little light in the darkest places
Put a little smile on the saddest faces

Pretty little thing sometimes you gotta look up
And let the world see all the beauty that you're made of
Cause the way you hang your head nobody can tell
You're my Virginia Bluebell
My Virginia Bluebell
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