I will sing you a song, and it won't be very long
About a maiden sweet, and she never would do wrong.
Everyone said she was pretty. she was not long in the city.

All alone, oh, what a pity, poor little maid.

She never saw the streets of Cairo

On the Midway she had never strayed
She never saw the cuci/cuci
Poor little country maid.


She went out one night, did this innocent divine
With a nice young man who invited her to dine

Now he's sorry that he met her, and he never will forget her,
In the future he'll know better, poor little maid.


She never saw the streets of Cairo.
On the Midway she had never strayed
She never saw the cuci/cuci

Poor little country maid.

She was engaged as a picture for to pose,

To appear each night in abbreviated clothes.
All the dudes were in a flurry, for to catch her they did hurry,
One who caught her now is sorry, poor little maid.


She was much fairer far than Trilby
Lots of more men sorry will be

If they don't try to keep away from
This poor little country maid