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Artificial Flowers:Bobby Darin. #20 in '60. #1.
DAlone in the Bmworld was F#mpoor little BmAnne, As Gsweet a young Em7child as you'd A7find. Her Dparents had Bmgone to their F#m7final reBmward, GLeavin' Em7their A7baby beDhind.A7
#2.
This Dpoor little Bmchild was only F#m7nine years of Bmage, when Gmother and Em7dad went aAway.A7 Still Dbravely she Bmworked at the F#m7one thing she Bmknew, to Gearn Em7her few A7pennies a Dday.
CHORUS:
D7She made GartiEm7ficial Gmflowers, DartiGficial B7flowers, GFlowEm7ers for A7ladies of DfashGion to Dwear. D7She made GartiEm7ficial Gmflowers, you Gm7know those DartiF#m7ficial B7flowers, GFash..Gmioned Em7from A7Annie's desDpair.
#3. With paper and shears, with some wire and wax, She made up each tulip and mum. As snowflakes drifted into her tenement room, Her baby little fingers grew numb. CHORUS: From makin' artificial flowers, those artificial flowers Flowers for ladies of high fashion to wear. She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers Made from Annie's despair. #4. They found little Annie all covered in ice, Still clutchin' her poor frozen shears. Amidst all the blossoms she had fashioned by hand, And watered with all her young tears. #5. There must be a heaven where little Annie can play In heavenly gardens and bowers. And instead of a halo she'll wear round her head, A garland of genuine flowers. CHORUS: No more artificial flowers; Throw away those artificial flowers, Flowers for ladies of society to wear. Throw away those artificial flowers, Those dumb-dumb flowers, Fashioned from Annie's, fashioned from Annie's Despair. A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.