Virginia Bluebell – Miranda LambertBy Carrying the weightOn the end of a limbYou’re just waitin’ for somebodyTo pick you up againShaded by a treeCan’t live up to a roseAll you ever wantedWas a sunny place to growPretty little thingSometimes you gotta look upAnd let the world seeAll the beauty that you’re made of‘Cause the way you hang your headNobody can tellYou’re my Virginia BluebellMy Virginia BluebellEven through a stoneA flower can bloomYou just need a little pushSpring is coming soonUmbrella in the rainLet it roll off your backWeather what you canRealize what you havePretty little thingSometimes you gotta look upAnd let the world seeAll the beauty that you’re made of‘Cause the way you hang your headNobody can tellYou’re my Virginia BluebellMy Virginia BluebellPut a little light in the darkest placesPut a little smile on the saddest facesPretty little thingSometimes you gotta look upAnd let the world seeAll the beauty that you’re made of‘Cause the way you hang your headNobody can tellYou’re my Virginia BluebellMy Virginia Bluebell www.pillowlyrics.com419786497975 88k 20