Let me tell you a story 'bout a girl I knew Fairest skin with eyes of blue I swear to the Lord that I loved her true It's a year now she's been gone
Her spirit was as bright as the soft sunshine Lips, the color of strawberry wine I wish to God, she still was mine The chance won't come again
After first, we lay in love's sweet bed With one look at her eyes, I might have read All the pain that was flying through her head Through my guilt I could not see
I turned to her when the morning came Hungry thoughts racing through my brain But the knife in her heart screamed herself she'd slain And a note whispered love too soon
Her old man screamed and her mother cried All I could do was to wonder why A girl in her youth was forced to die Is loving such a crime?
She died (Few in the years) With breasts still small Seeing sixteens summers and fifteen falls Me and my blindness never realized all The fear she kept inside
Let me tell you a story 'bout a girl I knew Fairest skin with eyes of blue I swear to the Lord that I loved her true