She’s Lost

She was working as a secretary filing her nails under N
I tell you my friend…
One day a man came in…swept her off her feet and said
I’ve got to keep this place neat…

She’s lost…
She’s Lost

She worked so hard she got good pay…her boss would leave and she would stay away
She made ends meet that way…
Her mother died…she sat and cried…she told her boss she had to leave…goodbye
She nearly almost died…

She’s lost…
She’s Lost

R. Decker

Woke up one day -made up her mind-from door to door she sold no soliciting signs,
she left her past behind.