It's the Same the Whole World Over (Single Edit) Lyrics

She was poor but she was honest

Though she came from humble stock

And her innocent heart was beating

Underneath a worn out frock

But a rich man saw that beauty

She failed to see his base design

And he took her to a hotel

And got her drunk on cheap port wine

It's the same the whole world over

It's the poor what gets the blame

It's the rich what gets the pleasure

Isn't it a blooming shame?

See him there at the theatre

Where he's welcomed as a gent

While the girl that he has ruined

Has no money for the rent

It's the same the whole world over

It's the poor what gets the blame

It's the rich what gets the pleasure

Isn't it a blooming shame?

See her on the bridge at midnight

Brought by lust's lies to her end

Then a scream, a splash that no one heard!

The river took her round the bend

Downstream they dragged her from the river

Water from her clothes they wrung

Though they thought that she was drowned

Her unidentified corpse got up and sung:

It's the same the whole world over

It's the poor what gets the blame

It's the rich what gets the pleasure

Isn't it a blooming shame?

It's the same the whole world over

It's the poor what gets the blame

It's the rich what gets the pleasure

Isn't it a blooming shame?