She left her neighbourhoodIn which everyone was filthy richShe
left her parent's homeAnd strained with a vagabondWho made
piles of love she never heardAnd she believed his every wordShe
left no forwarding addressJust took her youth and happinessAs
with the boy she vanished inThe secret sweetness of their sinOh,
young girlOh, young girl of sixteenChild of spring-timeStill
greenLying there by the roadHe told her: "love demanded space"So
they roamed from place to placeAlthough she realized she'd
sinedShe grew caution to the windAs she followed him aroundWhile
he slowly dragged her downSo overpowering was her loveThe it had
made a captive ofThe young girl's heart and soul and mindIn
other words: love drove her blindOh, young girlOh, young girl of
sixteenChild of spring-timeStill greenLaying there by the
roadToo much emotion for a girlShe let her heart become her
worldWhat world that God has never rocked(??)For a sunder we are
taughtHad she been wise and she'd have knownShe could feed
him love aloneShe should of known the day would comeWhen he
would quit her just for crumsHe needed fresh young meat to
loveAnd left her heart and mind to starveOh, young girlOh, young
girl of sixteenChild of spring-timeStill greenLying there by the
road