You were ev'rybody's sweetheart
Not so long ago
And in our home town, each boy around
Longed to be your beau
But things are diff'rent today
I'm mighty sorry to say:

You're nobody's sweetheart now,
There's no place for you somehow,
With all of your fancy clothes, silken gowns,
You'll be out of place in the middle of your own hometown,
When you walk down the avenue,
All the folks just can't believe that it's you.
With all those painted lips and painted eyes,
Wearing a bird of paradise,
It all seems wrong somehow,
It seems so funny,
You're nobody's sweetheart now!