TRAMP AND THE YOUNG GIRL
Mark-Almond


Down by the river, foggy and
grey,
Only a young girl kneeling to
pray
Down in the water, muddy and
cold,
Eyes red from crying. A torn,
ragged soul.

Once so young and gay,
Once in dreams of yesterday.

Down by the river, foggy and
grey,
Only an old tramp shuffles his
way.
He saw that the water, that the
water so wide
Held the young body of a love that
had died.

Once so young and fair.
Once, and now despair.

Down by the reeds, they found him
next day,
Dead like the young girl, in the
water so grey.
That muddy old river took two of a
kind,
A tramp and a young girl,
That love left behind



(Contributed by Andy & Mogg - April 2002)