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THE PICTURE AT ST. HELENE Jimmy Driftwood I met a girl in a cheap hotel With features oh so fine. She said, "Hello," and we sat a spell While I painted her form divine. I took away all her sins, Put a babe in her arms, you see, And I painted her as she would have been If the devil had let her be. She walked away with a cigarette And I thought is strangely odd When a gambler came and said, "I'll bet You've painted the mother of God." So I added a halo to the scene, It brought ten thousand pounds. She hangs on the wall at St. Helene In the biggest church in town. My model attracted a wealthy guy, He offered her gold for a kiss. She turned him down and I wondered why She would miss a deal like this. So I followed her to the marble hall, There I saw her stand serene Before the picture on the wall In the church at St. Helene. Compare this song with the Robert W. Service poem, "My Madonna." @religion @art @woman filename[ MADONNA1 EH Oct00 |
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