American Old Time Song Lyrics: 27 To My Sorrow

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 27

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Words by Dave Rinaldo.

One day while walking out so neat,
To my sorrow,
I met a girl that looked so neat,
To my sorrow;
I thought to " her a word I'd talk,
I asked her if she'd take a walk.
She said, why certainly, you gawk,
To my sorrow.

She pulled my leg, ¯
I had a big head,
My fare I had to borrow;
She played me for a regular guy,
To my sorrow.

One day to the races I did go,
To my sorrow;
I carried along a nice big roll,
To my sorrow.
When it came time to start for home,
On the railroad track I walked alone;
I got a lip from a friend at home,
To my sorrow.

I pulled my hair,
I swore I'd get square
On the friend that gave me the tip;
I thought I had a dead sure thing,
To my sorrow.

One day I played a game of cards,
To my sorrow;
But twenty-live is all I had,
To my sorrow.
The dealer dealt the cards around-
I was surprised when I had found
Three nice cold aces in my hand,
To my sorrow.

I made my bet,
I'm not over it yet;
From my friends I tried to borrow-
They put me out when I got broke,
To my sorrow.
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