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I saved up my money to buy my sweetheart some flowers
For Saturday's date and I restlessly counted the hours
Then today in the mail, I received a short little note
And I broke down inside at the message that her mother's wrote
Mary Ann regrets, she's unable to see you again
We're leaving for Europe next week, she'll be busy till then
They know that she loves me but poor boys don't fit in their plans
Goodbye true love, goodbye my sweet Mary Ann
The weeks have gone by not a word have I heard since then
In the papers I read of the far away places she's been
I can't eat, I can't sleep for over and over again
My mind reads that letter and I cry for my Mary Ann
My Mary Ann died, they said she just wasted away
If I could have seen her, I know she'd be living today
For we loved each other and if they had left us alone
Today she'd be wearing my ring not a blanket of stone
Mary Ann regrets, she's unable to see you again
We're leaving for Europe next week, she'll be busy till then
They know that she loves me but poor boys don't fit in their plans
Goodbye true love, goodbye my sweet Mary Ann
- Album:
- Miscellaneous
- The Singing Ranger Vol. 4
- Gospel Train
- When Tragedy Struck
- Hank Snow Sings Sacred Songs
- Country & Western Jamboree
- Old Doc Brown and Other Narrations by Hank Snow
- Hank Snow Salutes Jimmie Rodgers
- Country Classics
- Hank Snow Sings
- Legend Of Old Doc Brown
- Songs Of Tragedy
- Souvenirs
- Hello Love
- When My Blue Moon Turns To Gold
- The Jimmie Rodgers Story
- The Singing Ranger Vol. 3
- Hits Hits And More Hits
- Spanish Fire Ball And Other Great Hank Snow Stylin
- The Singing Ranger