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Little Susie |
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geschrieben am: 21.10.2003 um 13:36 Uhr
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[i]Somebody killed little susie
the girl with the tune
who sings in the daytime at noon
she was there screaming
beating her voice in her doom
but nobody came to her soon
A fall down the stairs
her dress torn
oh the blood in her hair
a mystery so sullen in air
she lie there so tenderly
fashioned so slenderly
lift her with care
oh the blood in her hair
everyone came to see
the girl that is now dead
so blind stare the eyes in her head
and suddenly a voice from the growd said
this girl lived in vain
her face bear so such agony, sich strain
but only the man from the next dooe
knew little susie and how he cried
as he reach down
to close susies eyes
she lie there so tenderly
fashioned so slenderly
lift her with care
oh the blood in her hair
It was all for god's sake
for her singin the tune
for someone to feel her despair
to be damned to know hoping is dead
and you're doomed
then to sream out
and nobody's there
she know noone cared
father left home,poor mother died
leaving susie alone
grandfather's soul too had flown
No one to care
just to love her
how much can one bear
rejecting the needs in her prayers
neglection can kill
like a knife in your soul
oh, it will
but susie fought so hard to life
she lie there so tenderly
fashioned so slenderly
lift her with care
so young and so fair.[/i]
(MJJ)
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