The girl who cried saved:
She said she was a brave one.
She had no heart so she made one
out of straw and rocks and clay.
Hey hey hey.
The girl who cried saved:
you know I never betrayed her.
But I laid and waylaid her.
I don’t regret what I gave.
Hey hey hey.
The girl who cried saved:
I met her in Yuba City.
I said, “Babe, you’re all painted and pretty.”
She said, “Boy, you’re as sharp as a blade.”
Hey hey hey.
The girl who cried saved,
she didn’t love me that often.
But there was one time in Boston
when it was certainly love that we made.
Hey hey hey.
The girl who cried saved
didn’t know no redeemer.
Nothing I could say could ever redeem her.
But I’ll remember … if I may.
Hey hey hey.