She wore a cigarette
Like a diamond ring
And she drove a shopping cart
That held all her things.
She lived downtown
Where the streets have no name
She hoped that things would change
But they stayed just the same.

But she was alright.
Alright.
She was alright.
Alright.

She had one friend,
His name was the moon.
So she called him every night
And sang him a tune.
She had one foe,
His name was the sun.
So she walked in shadows
And avoided everyone.

But she was alright.
Alright.
She was alright.
Alright.

She woke up one morning to find
She wouldn't wake up
Oh no, no no.
And all the people walked on by
They didn't even try
to see if she

Was alright.
Alright.
She was alright.
Alright.

She kept his photograph in a locket on a chain
But she never looked at it
'Cause it caused her too much pain.
But when they found her
They called him downtown
And he broke down,
'Cause after all those years,
She still had on her wedding gown.

But she was alright.
Alright.
She was alright.
Alright.