G                            C               G
There's a girl in a barroom  we all know her well

                               A7               D7
Her name fits the stories that some men like to tell

G                                            C
She may be young and pretty with lips red as wine

                  G                    D7          G
A girl who's eyes reflect the years no make-up can hide


       C                         G
In her world walk the lonely the rejected and condemned

       A7                                 D7
It's a world that once entered there's no turning back again

       G                          C               G
Like a rose that lies crushed and crumpled on the sand

                              D7           G
She was created by heaven now destroyed by man


  C                      G
Destroyed by man and the love that she gave

                              A7        D7
Lost unless heaven counts her worthy to save

C                     G
Men don't respect her still they hold her hand

                              D7           G
She was created by heaven now destroyed by man