Good Old Alexandra Left her man last night Off to Louisiana New Orleans in sight Her determination went right down to her bone She is gonna make it on her own yea Always been a rambler Moving her whole life Daddy was a gambler with a heavyhearted wife The twilight wind blows her face And that bronco engine moans She is gonna make it on her own [Chorus:] That girl don't fake it Give her rules shell break it Shell love you on and on and shell be gone Shes gonna make it on her own Yea Shes on her own yea Mom lives down in Gretna working at the Oakwood mall Hasn't seen her Alex since Katrina conquered all She'll be in and out as fast as a hurricane is blown She is gunna make it on her own [Chorus] Babys on her own yea Go! Oh Alex I fantasize about a love she never had for me She wouldnt marry him cuz she just wants her liberty In 50 years I bet you'll see these Words on her grave stone "Heres a girl who made it on her own" [Chorus] She's gonna make it on her own