She left her neighborhood, in which everyone was filthy rich
She left her parents' home and strayed with a vagabond who made
Vows of love she'd never heard, and she believed his every word
She left no forwarding address, just took her youth and happiness
As with the boy she vanished in, the secret sweetness of their sin

A young girl
A young girl of sixteen
Child of springtime, still green
Lying here by the road

He told her love demanded space, so they rode from place to place
Although she realized she'd sin, she threw cautions to the wind
As she followed him around and he slowly dragged her down
So overpowering was her love that it made him the captain of
The young girl's heart and soul and mind
In other words: love drove her blind

A young girl
A young girl of sixteen
Child of springtime, still green
Lying here by the road

Too much emotions for a girl, she let her heart become her world
But worlds that God has never wrought fall asunder we are taught
Had she been wiser she'd have known, she could not feed him love alone
She should have known the day would come when he would quit her just for crumbs
He needed fresh new meat to carve, and left her heart and mind to starve

A young girl
A young girl of sixteen
Child of springtime, still green
Lying here by the road
Dead

Copyright: MUSIC COPYRIGHT CONSULTANT GRP, RAOUL BRETON EDITIONS
Writer(s): CHARLES AZNAVOUR, O. BROWN JR., R. CHAUVIGNY