Calamity Jane had a dream
It wasn't a pyramid or a scheme
She wasn't a hero or a fiend
Slipping through quicksand by her own means
Calamity Jane had it made
She was born on the first of May
Just as pretty as Doris Day
There ain't no game that she ain't played
Calamity Jane, Calamity Jane
She wasn't a sweetheart
She wasn't a saint
She was the heroine of the plains
Calamity Jane's an orphan still
She's done chasing after Wild Bill
Playing poker he was killed
Buried together in the black hills