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Lyrics

Roberta

Words and Music by Amanda Birdsall © 2007 ASCAP



You woke up in a wedding dress outside of New Orleans

something borrowed, something blue, somebody else’s dream

and you heard the organ playing as your families shuffled in

and you knew that it was over even before it would begin



sometimes when what you’ve waited your whole life for finally comes along

you find your heart gave up long ago, packed her suitcase and moved on

and you ache but you cannot deny the truth that haunts your sleep

so you break another heart but it doesn’t make you free



Roberta, rest your weary head

You were born to roam and never to wed

a woman as bold as truth

you did the only thing that you could do

Roberta



you are sure that in your life you’ve let a lot of people down

you keep trying to start over in another rainy winter town

but these bars are filled with gamblers the downtrodden and the mean

and you’re just one more loveless face in the shadows on your knees



sometimes you feel like you’re the only one who ever did somebody wrong

but whose life are you living, someone else’s or your own

we all do the best we can in this life with what we’ve got

each day a little wiser for knowing who we are and who we’re not



Roberta, rest your weary head

You were born to roam and never to wed

a woman as bold as truth

you did the only thing that you could do

Roberta



You woke up in a wedding dress outside of New Orleans

something borrowed, something blue, somebody else’s dream