she weeps

she weeps

the rainy day women she sits at hamption and 8th.

she weeps so i ask why do you you wheep you pretty little thing?

she said ive killed my father.

he said well dont wheep child its gonna be alright.

so the old man sits on the bench and cluchies her as she wheeps!

he said lets go she said where to he said come along ill show you so they walked down the street to where the little girl lived they dug a big hole and they pulled the bodyin and the little girl never weeped again