Good old Alexandra
Left her man last night
Off to Louisiana
New Orleans in sight
Her determination
Went right down to her bone
She is gonna make it on her own
Yeah
Always been a rambler
Moving her whole life
Daddy was a gambler
With a heavyhearted wife
The twilight wind blows her face
And that bronco's engine moans
She is gonna make it on her own
That girl don't fake it
Give her rules she'll break it
She'll love you on and on and then she'll be gone
She's gonna make it on her own
Yeah
She's on her own yeah
Mom lives down in Gretna
Working at the Oakwood mall
Hasn't seen her Alex since
Katrina conquered all
She'll be in and out
As fast as a hurricane is blown
She is gonna make it on her own
That girl don't fake it
Give her rules she'll break it
She'll love you on and on and then she'll be gone
She's gonna make it on her own
Yeah
Baby's on her own yeah
Go
Oh Alex
I fantasize about a love
She never had for me
She wouldn't marry him
Cause she just wants her liberty
In 50 years I bet you'll see these
Words on her grave stone
"Here's a girl who made it on her own"
That girl don't fake it
Give her rules she'll break it
She'll love you on and on and then she'll be gone
That girl don't fake it
Give her rules she'll break it
She'll love you on and on and on and on and on
She's gonna make it on her own