Calamity Jane was a dominant one
She knew what she was up against
And any surviving friend would tell you
She was one of a kind
And any lover would say,
\'Oh what a woman!\'
Lo and behold, she came out a champion
And she slayed horses left and right
And Jane was always a visionary
She saw right through the sun
How bright her future was
And every man loved the sound of her voice
Oh what a pretty woman she was
For Jane wore pretty hats
And such calamity turned on the masses
For her calamity made the news
All over this town
And she knew so much about everyone
From the color of their hair
To the pep in their step
And no one believed her
When she said she was crazy
But little did they know
What she felt inside
For inside she was lonely
And had only a bottle of whiskey
Hanging in the breeze...
For she was beautiful that way
Calamity Jane!
A solemn star in the making
Rising to the top
And making things happen
No one knew the revelry of her fate!
As she chose not to be provoked
A silent power overtook her
And she was as powerful as her loneliness
Calamity Jane on a horse;
Sweet roses, sweet roses
Do you breathe
The calamity of this dame?
For she was a dame alright!
She was a lady of suspense
And now here we are in the grandest rising
Honoring such a dame
For Jane is such a powerful name
The horses roam intrigued
And I will always know this profound dominance
For I value myself indeed
And all the people will remember
Calamity Jane!
Such a desolation to the spirits above
For loneliness is creeping
And alas, the bell has spoken.