You left me here so long ago
Now how could you forget me so?
I've walked this road and sang the blues
Until there's holes in both my shoes
Forget me not, forget me not
Although the sun burns long and hot
And makes the fires to scorch and sting
And devour almost everything
Falling ash shall turn to snow
Before I'll ever let you go
I'd turn this world upon it's head
And haunt you still, if I were dead
