On the Rim of the World

She inches along on the rim of the world

Always about to go over

How she can manage I never will know

To get from one day to the other

Scrounging a buck or a bed

Or the share of a roof for her head

This nobody's child, this precarious girl

Who lives on the rim of the world



She looks like a princess in somebody's rags

She dreams of a world without danger

Climbing the stairs to a room of her own

With someone who isn't a stranger

But now she eats what she can

And accepts what there is for a man

This nobody's child, this precarious girl

Who lives on the rim of the world



She inches along on the rim of the world

Always about to go over

How she can manage I never will know

To get from one day to the other

Scrounging a buck or a bed

Or the share of a roof for her head

This nobody's child, this precarious girl

Who lives on the rim of the world