G C G
There's a girl in a barroom we all know her well
A7 D7
Her name fits the stories that some men like to tell
G C
She may be young and pretty with lips red as wine
G D7 G
A girl who's eyes reflect the years no make-up can hide
C G
In her world walk the lonely the rejected and condemned
A7 D7
It's a world that once entered there's no turning back again
G C G
Like a rose that lies crushed and crumpled on the sand
D7 G
She was created by heaven now destroyed by man
C G
Destroyed by man and the love that she gave
A7 D7
Lost unless heaven counts her worthy to save
C G
Men don't respect her still they hold her hand
D7 G
She was created by heaven now destroyed by man