She danced in the street with the guns all around her
All torn like a rag doll barefoot in the rain
She sang like a child to-ra-day-to-ra-da-dee
Oh how will I ever be simple again
She sat on the banks of the dirty gray river
And tried for a fish with a worm on a pin
There was nothing but fever and ghosts in that water
Oh how will I ever be simple again
War was my love my friend and companion
What did I care for the pretty and plain
Her smile was so clear and my heart was so troubled
Oh how will I ever be simple again
Solo
In her poor burned out house I sat by her table
The smell of her hair was like cornfields in May
I wanted to weep and my eyes ached from trying
Oh how will I ever be simple again
How graceful she moved in the dust and the ruins
How happy she was in her dances and games
Teach me to see with your innocent eyes love
Oh how will I ever be simple again
Oh how will I ever be simple again
She danced in the streets with the