E
she’s there at the bar every evening
B7
face powdered her cheeks painted red
E
her beauty has faded too early
B7
E
brought on by fast life she’s led
A
E
she’s more to be pitied than scolded
B7
she needs to be loved not despised
E
too much beer and wine, too many good times
B7
E
the lure of a honky tonk wrecked her young life
E
B7
E
B7
E
E
she once was the bell of the ballroom
B7
she’d make some man a sweet wife
E
but too many parties with the wrong kind of crowd
B7
E
Has spoiled her happy young life.
A
E
she’s more to be pitied than scolded
B7
she needs to be loved not despised
E
too much beer and wine, too many good times
B7
E
the lure of a honky tonk wrecked her young life
E
B7
E
B7
E
A
E
she’s more to be pitied than scolded
B7
she needs to be loved not despised
E
too much beer and wine, too many good times
B7
E
the lure of a honky tonk wrecked her young life
B7
A
E
