So many valleys, prairies, rivers
And the joy of the plains
I've crossed paths with cactus, coyotes
Caravans by the dozen
And ghosts by the shovelful
I outran everyone, my pals
Crossed the lands dear to the Cheyennes
Calamity Jane Calamity Jane Calamity Jane
Calamity Jane Calamity Jane Calamity Jane
I left so much behind me
Left my heart in the desert
Gave my body to storms
I blew my dollars at poker
I burned all my amulets
I've tracked scoundrels
Terrors, at night on horseback
In the heat without a fan
I've crossed paths with preachers, pagans
Men with no laws or guns
And a hero with no flaws, no cracks
Calamity Jane Calamity Jane Calamity Jane
Calamity Jane Calamity Jane Calamity Jane
So many valleys, prairies, rivers
And the joy of the plains
If heaven gave me gifts
Without hesitation, I'd relive mine
Calamity Jane Calamity Jane Calamity Jane
Calamity Jane Calamity Jane Calamity Jane
Calamity Jane Calamity Jane Calamity Jane
Calamity Jane Calamity Jane Calamity Jane