Lyrics: Evelyn

Evelyn was the daughter of
Walter Lester and Ida main
The sister of my grandfather
Who worshipped her like a saint

She had a beautiful face
A beautiful face
Everybody said so

Evelyn was going places
She was headed for something big
Like Clara Bowe or like Harlow
Her friends all expected it

She recited Shakespeare
Played piano by ear
You'd hear her in the evening

Evelyn oh Evelyn
Your whisper's on my lip
Your ghost has burned a hole in me
Our through my fingertips

When Evelyn was seventeen
An innocent fire was lit
The sparks were hot, the curtains caught
And there was no stopping it

She was trapped inside
They pulled her out alive
But the scars they never healed

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It's hard to figure, it's hard to take
When a young heart breaks in two
But girls like Evelyn just make do

Evelyn she got a job
Playing piano for the silent shows
Watching all those movie queens
Was comforting, I suppose

I was hard for a while
But she always had a smile
And she loved that old piano

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