Marry me, I may be a lie
Marry me, tell me the date that I die
Who's got our future, little one?
Will there be a honeymoon, little one?
Please lie! Please lie!
But memories could walk
But I lay awake nights
Now, I can't go home, little one
Now, I don't mind chopping the wood
But the memory
Don't do no-one no good ♥