SHE IS MORE TO BE PITIED THAN CENSURED
 
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At the old concert hall on the Bowery
'Round a table were seated one night
A crowd of young fellows carousing
With them life seemed cheerful and bright
At the very next table was seated
A girl who had fallen to shame
All the young fellows jeered at her weakness
'Till they heard an old woman exclaim

Chorus: 'She is more to be pitied then censured
She is more to helped than despised
She is only a lassie who ventured
On life's stormy path ill advised
Do not scorn her with words fierce and bitter
Do not laugh at her shame and downfall
For a moment just stop and consider
That a man was the cause of it all'


There's an old fashioned church round the corner
Where the neighbours all gathered one day
While the parson was preaching a sermon
O'er a soul that had just passed away
'Twas this same wayward girl from the Bowery
Who a life of adventure had led
Did the clergyman jeer at her downfall
No, he asked for God's mercy, and said

Chorus:
 
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Written and composed by William B. Gray - 1894
Performed by Harry Taft (1876-1939)
Performed by Charles Falke
Performed by Milner Verren (d. 1908)
 
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