A
In the quiet morning There was much despair And in the hours that followed
                A7
No one could repair

D
That poor girl
E
Tossed by the tides of misfortune
E7
Barely here to tell her tale
E
Rolled in on a sea of disaster
E7                            E      E7
Rolled out on a mainline rail

A
She once walked tight at my side
I'm sure she walked by you
D
Her striding steps could not deny
                               E       E7
Torment from a child who knew

A
That in the quiet morning There would be despair And in the hours that followed

                A7
No one could repair

D
That poor girl
E
She cried out her song so loud
                                E7
It was heard the whole world round
D
A symphony of violence
                              E     E7
The great southwest unbound

A E D E D A