I lost my heart under the bridge
That little girl
So much to me
And now I moan, and now I holler
She'll never know just what I found
That blue-eyed girl she said no more
And that blue-eyed girl became blue -eyed whore
Down by the water I took her hand
Just like my daughter
See her again
Oh, help me Jesus come through this storm
I had to lose her to do her harm
I heard her holler, I heard her moan
My lovely daughter
