She Was Poor versuri

Versuri Theodore Bikel – She Was Poor lyrics

She was poor, but she was honest
Victim of the squire’s whim
First he loved her, then he left her
Then she lost her name through him

Then she ran away to London
There to hide her grief and shame
But she met another squire
And she lost her name again

She her riding in her carriage
In the park and all so gay
Where the nibs and nobby persons
Come to pass the time of day

See a little old world cottage
Where the aged parents live
Drinking the champagne she sends them
But they never can forgive

In the rich man’s arm she flutters
Like a bird with broken wing
Then callously he left her
But she hasn’t got a ring

See him in the House of Commons
Making laws to put down crime
While the girl that he has ruined
Trails away through mud and slime

See her on the bridge at midnight
Whispering, „Farewell, blighted love”
Then a scream, a splash, good heavens!
What is she a-doing of?

Then they fished her from the river
From her clothes the water wrang
For they thought that she was drownded
But the corpse got up and sang:

„It’s the same the whole world over
It’s the poor what gets the blame
It’s the rich what gets the pleasure
Ain’t it all a blooming shame?”