Mary Ann Regrets

I saved 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 received this short little note
and i broke down inside at the message that her mother wrote.
Mary ann regrets she's unable to see you again;
we're 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 plan.
good-bye true love, good-bye 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're 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 plan.
good-bye true love, good-bye my sweet mary ann.
My mary ann died, they said 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'd have 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're 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 plan.
good-bye true love, good-bye my sweet mary-ann