I'll remember your words.

I'll believe the future holds wonderful things for me....
I'm only eighteen.

Shore all my life won't be lived heah.

Perhaps this threatened fight over sheep and cattle will blow over....
Somewhere there must be some nice girl to be a friend--a sister to me....

And maybe some man who'd believe, in spite of all they say--that I'm not a hussy." "Wal, Ellen, you remind me of what I was wantin' to tell you when you just got here....