Music: James Thornton
I will sing you a song
And it won't be very long
'Bout a maiden sweet
And she never would do wrong
Everyone said she was pretty
She was not long in the city
All alone, oh, what a pity
Poor little maid
She went out one night
Did this innocent divine
With a nice young man
Who invited her to dine
Now he's sorry that he met her
And he never will forget her
In the future, he'll know better
Poor little maid
She never saw the streets of Cairo
On the Midway, she had never strayed
She never saw the kutchy, kutchy
Poor little country maid
She never saw the streets of Cairo
On the Midway, she had never strayed
She never saw the kutchy, kutchy
Poor little country maid
She was engaged
As a picture for to pose
To appear each night
In abbreviated clothes
All the dudes were in a flurry
For to catch her they did hurry
One who caught her now is sorry
Poor little maid
She was much fairer far than Trilby
Lots of more men sorry will be
If they don't try to keep away from this
Poor little country maid
She never saw the streets of Cairo
On the Midway, she had never strayed
She never saw the kutchy, kutchy
Poor little country maid