Poor Ellen Smith Lyrics
Poor Ellen Smith, where was she found?
Shot through the heart, lying cold in the ground.
Many hearts she has broken, many lies she has told,
And all that was ended in your bed in the snow.
Poor Ellen, poor Ellen, you've wasted your life.
You could have made some man a very good wife.
Your friends tried to warn you of your ending, you were told,
But all that was ended in your bed in the snow.
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So early this morning poor Ellen was found,
Shot through the heart, lying cold in the ground.
The men, they will mourn you, their wives will be glad.
Such is the ending of a girl that is bad.
Perhaps you're in heaven, God only knows.
The Bible plainly tells us you've gone down below.
Poor Ellen Smith, where was she found?
Shot through the heart, lying cold in the ground.
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