She Was Young And She Was Pretty

She Was Young and She Was Pretty - Marty Robbins (马丁·罗宾逊)

She was young and she was pretty she was warm and tender too

She was all a man could ask for but her heart could not be true

No her heart could not be true

Eyes that sparkle just like diamonds lips as fresh as morning dew

She was young and she was fickle and her heart could not be true

No her heart could not be true

Cheeks just like a rose when blooming and a form so fine and rare

Curls that hung below her shoulders gold the color of her hair

Now she's gone no one can claim her in my cell I'm sad and blue

One bright night I shot and killed her she was young and so untrue

She was young and so untrue

One bright night I watched another kissed her like I used to do

So I drew my gun and killed her she was young and so untrue

In the morning just at daybreak when the roses kissed the dew

I shall hang because I killed her she was young and so untrue

She was young and so untrue