artificial flowers
beautiful south, the
alone in the world was poor little anne
as sweet a young child as you'd find
her parents had gone to their final reward
leaving their baby behind
did you hear this poor little child
was only nine years of age
when mother and dad went away
at the one thing she knew
to earn a few pennies a day
she made artificial flowers
flowers for ladies of fashion to wear
she made artificial flowers
fashioned from annie's despair
she made up each tulip and mum
as snow flakes drifted in to her tenement room
her baby little fingers grew numb
flowers for ladies of high fashion to wear
she made artificial flowers
made from annie's despair
and they found little annie all covered with ice
still clutching her poor frozen shears
she had fashioned by hand
and watered with all her young tears
there must be a heaven where little annie can play
in heavenly gardens and bowers
she'll wear round her head
a garland of genuine flowers
no more artificial flowers
flowers for ladies of society to wear
fashioned from annie's despair