What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl When I was a young girl When I was a young girl My sad heart is breaking My sad heart is breaking What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl When I was a young girl I used to seek pleasure When I was a young girl My sad heart is breaking My sad heart is breaking My sad heart is breaking My sad heart is breaking He sent for the preacher To come and pray for me And sent for the doctor To heal all my wounds My forehead is aching My sad heart is breaking My body's a mess And I'm bound to die One morning, one morning One morning in May I saw this young lady All wrapped in white linen All wrapped in white linen And called out the name What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl What's she to the young girl