Camille - Bill Fay

Someone came and took Camille away today

Everybody who watched had so much to say

Looking at the ground she hid her face

Still refusing to scream out her hate

She was everybody’s private property

You could read their minds «she belongs to me»

They would speak of her so jealously

It was oh so clear to see

And they all would boast, «oh yes, I know her well»

And her every thought they all could tell

But all they did the day she fell

Was shout the louder still