When she thinks of him
And the things he would do
She feels confused
About her repute
But now they’re apart
By a thousand miles
And she’s losing the lineament
Of his smile

But she holds on strong
To how he would long

And she writes it all down
In her woe-begotten songs
And she writes it all down
In her woe-begotten songs

When he thinks of her
And that kiss he stole
And how their lips would glow
Hot as a seraph’s live coal
But now they’re apart
for many a year
And time won’t ameliorate
or wipe away those tears

And he holds on strong
And tries not to long

When listen too
Her woe-begotten songs
When listen too
Her woe-begotten songs