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 true Eyes 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 true Cheeks just like a rose when blooming and a form so fine and rare Curls that hung below her shoulders gold the color of her hair Now 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 untrue One 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 untrue In 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