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He said, "You're one of those girls who's not too pretty but not too ugly oh, I guess you'll have to do"

And I said, "You must be reading the story of my life boy and if you like the beginning wait 'til page number two"

Cause some have tried to polish and many to refine me

Still others that would say all my edges are too smooth

And I'm stuck here in the middle, just trying to define me,

To rummage through the ruin and find some living peeking through

Cause I've decided that here is where I'm staying and no matter where I'm going here is where I will stand

And as long as I am breathing I will sing my joy and my grieving

And I will fumble with this guitar until arthritis takes these hands

And I'll wonder what will happen and how I'll leave this earth

And I wonder what of this life will have meaning

Will I go like my grandma rejoicing rebirth or will I go like my grandpa kicking and screaming?

But I guess in the meantime I should stop all this thinking find peace within the searching

Whether lost or ever found

So if you want me I'll be with Gracie, laughing and drinking

Raising toasts and raising spirits and smashing finished glasses down

Cause I have decided that here is where I'm staying and no matter where I'm going here's where I will stand

And like all the ones before me I'll raise my voice in holy chorus and watch as the sacred circle begins where it ends

Cause I'm one of those girls who's not too pretty and not too ugly, I guess I'll have to do

And I'm currently re-reading the story of my life boy and I can't wait to find out what happens on page number two.