Tom: G
Introdução:
G
She's there at the bar every evening,
D
Face powdered and cheeks painted red.
G
Her beauty has faded too early,
D G G7
Brought on by the fast life she's led.
C G
She's more to be pitied than scolded.
D
She needs to be loved, not despised.
G
Too much beer and wine, Too many good times,
D G
The lure of the honky-tonk wrecked her young life.
She once was the bell of the ballroom.