(Smith)
If it wasn't for your golden hair
I would not be belonely

If it wasn't for your golden hair
I would not be alone


If it wasn't for your piercing stare
I would not be belonely
If it wasn't for your piercing stare

I would not be alone

I would not waltz in a widow's line

What was yours would not be mine
If it wasn't for your golden hair
I would not be alone


You courted me with princely airs
Said you'd love me only

Kiss the ribbons in my hair
Said darling come and fly


Flower of the Calvary
You swept me off my saddle
Lifted me into your life

A soldier's wife was I

You marched proudly for the horn

I prayed for your swift return
I waited for you so forlorn
'Ere to be alone

I longed for you, I longed to die
I was so belonely
The pillow's bare by my side

And yet I shall abide

For heaven has aset for me

Companion for eternity
So kiss the ribbons in my hair
Say darling come and fly


If it wasn't for your golden hair
I would not be alonely

If it wasn't for your golden hair