Poor Little Angeline Oscar Brand

[Intro]
Poor little Angeline

[Verse 1]
She was sweet sixteen, little Angeline
Pure and sweet and the cowboy's queen
Never had a thrill, was a virgin still
Poor little Angeline

[Verse 2]
Now the foreman he was a crud confess
The biggest bastard in the whole southwest
And he set his heart on a vital part
Of poor little Angeline

[Verse 3]
Came the country fair and the foreman was there
He was drumming and a-coming in the village square
When he chanced to see the dainty little knee
Of poor little Angeline

[Verse 4]
As she raised her skirt to avoid the dirt
Skipping o'er the puddles of the foreman's squirt
Her thigh he saw, his nerves went raw
Poor little Angeline