Maria

A little girl is brought up on the street
This little girl has nothing to eat
This is the town that she calls home
She stands in the rain and cries all alone

At seventeen she runs with the night
She walks the street and she thinks it's all right
She found a boy she thinks she loves
Some strung out Romeo wearing leather gloves

DON'T CRY FOR ME, MARIA
COME DRY YOUR EYES, PRETTY DARLIN'
DON'T CRY FOR ME, MARIA
THINGS WILL GET BETTER SOMEDAY

She's seventeen and she don't understand
How to live life without her man
She's seventeen and she has a child
Let me tell you babe, that life it ain't so wild

I hope you find what you are looking for
You pick up your things and you walk out the door
To a brand new town and a brand new start
And you hope this goddamn world stops breaking your heart

DON'T CRY FOR ME, MARIA
BLUE DIAMONDS SHINE IN THE RAIN
DON'T CRY FOR ME, MARIA
THINGS WILL GET BETTER SOMEDAY

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Updated 4/15/06