I immediately thought it was a variation of "won't you buy my pretty flowers.... I'll post it because the link above took me a long time to to download

WON'T YOU BUY MY PRETTY FLOWERS ?


1. Underneath the gas-light's glitter,
Stands a little fragile girl,
Heedless of the night winds bitter,
As they round about her whirl;
While the hundreds pass unheeding,
In the ev'ning's waning hours,
Still she cries with tearful pleading,
"Won't you buy my pretty flowrs ? "

CHORUS

There are many, sad and weary,
In this pleasant world of ours,
Crying ev'ry night so dreary,
"Won't you buy my pretty flow'rs?"

2. Ever coming, ever going,
Men and women hurry by,
Heedless of the tear-drops gleaming,
In her sad and wistful eye ;
How her little heart is sighing
In the cold and dreary hours,
Only listen to her crying,
"Won't you buy my pretty flow'rs?"

CHORUS

There are many sad and weary,
In this pleasant world of ours.
Crying ev'ry night so dreary,
"Won't you buy my pretty flow'rs"

3. Not a loving word to cheer her,
From the passers by is heard,
Not a friend to linger near her,
With a heart by pity stirr'd.
Homeward goes the tide of fashion,
Seeking pleasure's pleasant bow'rs
None to hear, with sad compassion,
"Won't you buy my pretty flow'rs?"

CHORUS

There are many, sad and weary,
In this pleasant world of ours,
Crying ev'ry night so dreary,
"Won't you buy my pretty flow'rs?"

slainte

alison