Why do you treat me as if I were only a friend What have I done that has made you so distant and cold Sometimes I wonder if you'll be contented again Will you be happy when you are withered and old. I can't offer you diamonds or mansions so fine And I can't offer you clothes your young body crave But if you'd love me and say that you'll always be mine
Think of the heartaches the tears and the sorrow, you'll save honey. When you are weary and tired of another man's gold If you ever get lonesome remember this letter my own But don't try to answer though I've suffered sorrow untold If you don't love me I wish you would leave me alone...