Elizabeth

Uncle Sam is a naughty old man
He says he wants you but he only wants to use you
He has a woman named Elizabeth
She walk the streets selling her body for glory
Immorality

They get drunk from the blood of saints
Not the kind that are made into statues
Her brother John drinks wine all day, he and his friends
Trying to take our souls away
Oh, it's sad to say, but Uncle Sam is going to have his day
And they will weep for Elizabeth

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Uncle Sam is a naughty old man
He says he wants you but he only wants to use you
He has a woman named Elizabeth
She walk the streets selling her body for glory
Immorality, oh

They get drunk from the blood of saints
Not the kind that are made into statues
Her brother John drinks wine all day
He and his friends, his friends
Trying to take our souls away
Oh, it's sad to say, but Uncle Sam is going to have his day
And they will weep for Elizabeth

They'll weep for Elizabeth
Now they'll weep for Elizabeth
Now they'll weep for Elizabeth
So they'll weep for Elizabeth
They will cry for Elizabeth
So they'll weep for Elizabeth..