Lyrics:

News from Europe made her feel sad
By the gate there’s a young man watching the snow fall
Soldiers from foreing countries must look like that

She gave him some bread and an old blanket and left
The seventh sister in the family prayed
And promised to God she’d cut her beautiful hair

Oh, Isabella
Don’t cut your hair
Let it grow out, see your sisters
Let it grow out just like them
Let it grow out

The body had been there for three days or so
They found it dead near the neighbourhood
And people just watched the trees covered in snow

That December in 1944
Isabella still had her Self made haircut
And saw that her promise turned out to be a curse

Oh, Isabella
Don’t cut your hair
Let it grow out, see your sisters
Let it grow out just like them
Let it grow out