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Pretty Golden Hair

Born in England's pleasant green, like a picture postcard scene

To childhood spread with fond maternal care

From the day that he was born, proud relations came to fawn

And compliment his pretty golden hair

In boyhood sent away to a boarding school to stay

It's crumbling proud traditions forced to bear

And his friends in this new world said, he looks more like a girl

With those blue eyes and pretty golden hair

Fades secluded youth

Into manhood's search for truth

His mother's eyes now wet had turned to stare

For he said I must be bound

This day for London town

For I believe my fortune's waiting there

So, like an eager cutting knife

He plunged in a new life

Ohh, never known beforehand anywhere

And the thought that he might trip

In his ignorance and slip

Never struck beneath his pretty golden hair

Ahh, the days soon grew thin and boredom fast set in

His job was thrown away without a care

For a man who softly said, you'll earn twice as much instead

With those blue eyes and pretty golden hair

Well, London town possessed of many a tempters nest

And thus he fell with scarce another care

As so easily he slipped into prostitution's grip

Foundationed by his pretty golden hair

Ahh, but the years quickly flew and his mind slowly grew

From early freedom into deep despair

As the money ceased to roll. a tired and lonely soul

Poured curses on his pretty golden hair

Ahh, the years stole their time, now, the living's hard to find

And early friends have vanished in the air

And the gay parties's ease changed to public lavatories

Have turned to grey his pretty golden hair

Ohh, his life was only used and his body just abused

By those who never think and never care

But though his file said suicide, no, that wasn't why he died

It was murder by his pretty golden hair

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