'When she was just a kid her clothes were hand me downs/
They always laughed at her when she came into town/
Called her rag doll, little rag doll/
Such a pretty face should be dressed in lace/
I'd change her sad rags into glad rags if I could/
My folks won't let me cause they say that she's no good/
She's a rag doll, such a rag doll/
Though I love her so I can't let her know/
Rag doll, I love you just the way you are'