Artificial Flowers
The Beautiful South Lyrics


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Alone in the world was poor little Anne
As sweet a young child as you'd find
Her parents had gone to their final reward
Leaving their baby behind

Did you hear this poor little child
Was only nine years of age
When mother and dad went away
Still she bravely worked
At the one thing she knew
To earn a few pennies a day

She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of fashion to wear
She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Fashioned from Annie's despair

With papers and shears, with wire and wax
She made up each tulip and mum
As snow flakes drifted in to her tenement room
Her baby little fingers grew numb

From artificial flowers, those artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of high fashion to wear
She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Made from Annie's despair

And they found little Annie all covered with ice
Still clutching her poor frozen shears
Amidst all the blossoms, she had fashioned by hand
And watered with all her young tears

There must be a Heaven where little Annie can play
In heavenly gardens and bowers
And instead of halo, she'll wear round her head
A garland of genuine flowers

No more artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Flowers for ladies of society to wear
Those artificial flowers, artificial flowers




Fashioned from Annie's
Fashioned from Annie's despair

Overall Meaning

The Beautiful South's song "Artificial Flowers" tells the tragic story of a young girl named Anne who was left alone in the world at the age of nine when her parents passed away. Anne bravely worked hard to make a living for herself by making artificial flowers. The lyrics reveal the harsh reality of her situation, being forced to make ends meet despite her young age and the frozen conditions of her living quarters.


The song echoes the sad notes of Anne's story with its lyrics painting a picture of a brave little girl, whose only skill was making artificial flowers. She worked tirelessly to earn a few pennies a day, and the song takes the listener on a journey of the young girl's life, including the pain and hardship she faced in the bitterly cold winters. The chorus emphasizes the sorrow of Anne's life, with the line of "artificial flowers, artificial flowers, fashioned from Annie's despair", which reinforces the fact that her creativity and hard work sprung from her difficult and tragic circumstances.


The song has a haunting quality to it, evoking an emotional response from the listener. It reminds us of how lucky we are to have had a better start in life, and the hardships that others can face with such bravery. It's a lament for the ones who are left behind and manage to pick up the pieces and carry on in life's harshest circumstances.


Line by Line Meaning

Alone in the world was poor little Anne
Little Anne had no one to turn to


As sweet a young child as you'd find
She was a nice kid


Her parents had gone to their final reward
Her parents died


Leaving their baby behind
Annie was orphaned


Did you hear this poor little child
The song is addressing the listener


Was only nine years of age
Annie was 9 years old


When mother and dad went away
Her parents died


Still she bravely worked
She kept on going despite the difficulties


At the one thing she knew
Annie had only one skill


To earn a few pennies a day
To make some money


She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Annie created fake flowers


Flowers for ladies of fashion to wear
Her creations were used as accessories


With papers and shears, with wire and wax
She used materials commonly found at home


She made up each tulip and mum
She crafted every single detail


As snow flakes drifted in to her tenement room
Her room was cold


Her baby little fingers grew numb
Her hands were cold


From artificial flowers, those artificial flowers
Again, she made fake flowers


Flowers for ladies of high fashion to wear
Her creations were for rich people


She made artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Annie kept up with her work


Made from Annie's despair
Her art was inspired by her sadness


And they found little Annie all covered with ice
She died in the cold


Still clutching her poor frozen shears
She held on to her tools


Amidst all the blossoms, she had fashioned by hand
Her work was all around her


And watered with all her young tears
She must have cried a lot


There must be a Heaven where little Annie can play
The song offers a hopeful thought


In heavenly gardens and bowers
There is a better place after life


And instead of halo, she'll wear round her head
Annie will have a nice crown


A garland of genuine flowers
She will wear real flowers


No more artificial flowers, artificial flowers
Annie's creations are over


Flowers for ladies of society to wear
Her work will not adorn rich people


Those artificial flowers, artificial flowers
The song repeats itself


Fashioned from Annie's
Her creativity came from her sadness


Fashioned from Annie's despair
The song ends with this line




Lyrics Β© BOCK IP LLC, BMG Rights Management, CONCORD MUSIC PUBLISHING LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: LEWIS BOCK JERROLD, SHELDON HARNICK

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