The Girl I Left Behind

There was a wealthy old farmer
Lived in the country nearby
Well, he had a handsome daughter
On whom I cast my eye,
Whom I cast my eye.

Oh, I asked if it made any difference
If I crossed over the plains
Like why'd she be true to me
If I returned again,
I returned again.

She said that she'd be true to me
Til death doth proved unkind
So we kissed, shands and parted
And I left my girl behind,
Left my girl behind.

(Guitar solo)
(Accordion solo)

So I headed for old Missouri
Kind faces for to see
There was one Miss Molly Walker
Fell deep in love with me,
Fell deep in love with me.

She said your pockets shall be lined with gold
Your working days will be o'er
If you'll consent to marry me
And swear you'll roam no more,
Swear you'll roam no more

Well, if I consent to marry you
I'm sure I'll be to blame
For the girl I left behind
Would laugh at me for shame,
Laugh at me for shame.

(Violin solo and end)



Credits
Writer(s): Traditional, Robert Foster
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