Sad little lady sitting in your chair
Sad little lady, who can't go anywhere
Upset little woman, you're life has almost gone
Did any light shine on you
And having shined - shone on?
Oh poor sad lady what can you give this world
With your sadness and your tears
All your troubles now unfurled?
All the blessings that have blessed you
And passing quietly on - what can you do now
To rest your soul upon? My little sad lady
In your dirty purple coat
And your muddy Guinness by your side
My tears for you I cry
My sad little lady, with your lips quietly quivering
As you read the evening news
And I sit across the room - observing in the gloom
Your face and soul and Being
I'm wondering about you
My sad little lady
What's Within you is Without you
All your life.
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