Now listen to a story a stranger just told me of a love that he's not ashamed He has her no longer but proud he once owned her Though she shares another man's name He told of the good times they had in the springtime before she was stolen away He blamed her oh no none he said she was too young To know her heart wanted to stay Then he drank to her new love that it might be true love A future so happy and bright With his eyes growing misty as he drank down the whiskey That was tellin' his story that night Though he didn't know me he told all of the story And not a word said without pride Then he asked if I blamed her but oh when he named her I wanted to run out and hide How could I tell him the man that had dealt him his sorrow and sadness was me So I left from the table while I was still able to hold back my own misery A wonder comes to me maybe he knew me and told me just so I would cry But without his knowing the tears were then flowing For she had just told me goodbyeTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
