She Was Young and She Was Pretty

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 trueEyes 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 trueCheeks just like a rose when blooming

And a form so fine and rare

Curls that hung below her shoulders

Gold the color of her hairNow 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 untrueOne 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 untrueIn 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