INTRO — 4 BARS | Warm acoustic guitar, soft Hammond organ, gentle bluesy slide guitar, steady heartbeat kick] [VERSE 1 — Intimate, smoky female vocal | Sparse acoustic guitar] Eve taught me choices have a price, And wisdom sometimes comes from wrong. Sarah taught me patience, When the waiting gets too long. Ruth taught me what love looks like, When there's nothing left to gain. And Hannah taught me how to pray, Through the heartbreak and the pain. [PRE-CHORUS — Bass enters, melody begins to rise] They weren't perfect, they were human, Had their doubts and had their fears. But they left a little wisdom, That's still speaking through the years. [CHORUS — Full country-soul groove | Strong drums, rich organ, soaring female vocal] Esther taught me how to stand, When the world says I should hide. Deborah taught me strength, And to let my courage rise. Mary taught me how to trust, When I couldn't see the plan. And the woman at the well taught me, Grace can find me where I am. Oh, they walked a different road, But their stories live in mine. I'm learning how to be a woman, One lesson at a time. [VERSE 2 — Driving bass groove, bluesy electric guitar fills] Martha taught me busy hands, Can miss what's standing near. Her sister Mary showed me, Sometimes stillness makes things clear. Abigail taught me wisdom, Can turn anger from its course. And Rahab showed me yesterday, Don't decide what I'm worth. [PRE-CHORUS — Building harmony, stronger percussion] Some were queens and some were broken, Some were barely getting by. But the Lord saw something in them, That the world had passed right by. [CHORUS — Powerful female vocal | Gospel harmonies enter] Esther taught me how to stand, When the world says I should hide. Deborah taught me strength, And to let my courage rise. Mary taught me how to trust, When I couldn't see the plan. And the woman at the well taught me, Grace can find me where I am. Oh, they walked a different road, But their stories live in mine. I'm learning how to be a woman, One lesson at a time. [BRIDGE — DRAMATIC BEAT DROP | Solo piano, low cello, raw emotional female vocal] Bathsheba knew what sorrow was, Yet hope could still be born. Mary Magdalene knew darkness, Then saw the light of Easter morn. [DRUMS RETURN — Driving gospel-country rhythm, vocal grows stronger] And if their stories tell me anything, It's that falling ain't the end. God can take a broken story, And make it whole again! [FINAL CHORUS — Key lift | Full gospel harmonies, driving drums, soaring country-soul vocal] Esther taught me how to stand, Ruth taught me how to stay. Hannah taught me how to trust, When all I had was faith. Deborah taught me courage, Mary taught me grace. And every woman in those pages, Left a light along my way. They walked a different road, But their stories live in mine. I'm learning how to be a woman, One lesson at a time. [OUTRO — Instruments fall away | Intimate female vocal, soft piano] I don't have to be perfect, I just have to take His hand. And when life tries to break me... I remember how they stood. And I know that I can stand. [FINAL PIANO CHORD — Gentle Hammond organ fade]
