Lyrics:

I save 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 recieved a short little note

And I'd broke down inside at the message that her mother's wrote

Mary Ann regrets she's unable to see you again

We'll 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 had died too sad 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...