I save up my money
To buy my sweetheart some flowers
For Saturday's date
And I restlessly counted the hours
And today in the mail
I received a short little note
And I'd broke down
Inside the message that her mother 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
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
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
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