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Polish up the bar, tidy up the room
Down at the hotel busy with the broom
Looking out the door seeing them arrive
Both of them so young and so much alive
Like kids hand in hand as they stroll 'round a fair
Their skin was like gold in the sweet summer air
They ask for our room, they say not for long
But I know from their eyes that something is wrong
Oh, the room was so bare and so narrow the bed
Of the only room free, but though nothing was said
As I gave them the key, her smile was so glad
That it made me feel bad, it made me feel bad
Lying hand in hand that's how they were found
So we laid them both gently in the ground
Me, I've seen it all and I've had it rough
Why am I in tears? Thought that I was tough
Their faces so calm on the pillow so white
Too tender, too young to be lost in the night
His hand on her breast as she lay by his side
A golden-haired prince and his fairy-tale bride
Oh, a marriage so sweet, an affair of the heart
And so cruel of this world to tear them apart
As I sweep out the room of that girl and her lad
Well, it makes me feel bad, it makes me feel bad