HOLY MODAL ROUNDERS


She's More To Be Pitied Lyrics

She's there at the bar every eveningHer lips and her
cheeks painted red
Her beauty has faded too early
Brought on by the fast life she's led
She's more to be pitied than scolded.
She wants to be loved, not despised.
Too much beer and wine, too many good times,

The lure of the honky-tonk wrecked her young life.
She once was the bell of the ballroom.
She'd have made some man a sweet wife,
But too many parties and the wrong kind of pals
Ruined her happy young life.
She's more to be pitied than scolded.
She wants to be loved, not despised.
Too much beer and wine, too many good times,
The lure of the honky-tonk wrecked her young life.

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Record Label(s): 2001 Rounder Records Manufactured and distributed by Concord Music Group
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