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