歌词
He met her in a bar, 'was late November
And gave away his worn out coat and his hungry heart
He took her home and sang Love me Tender
Her eyes followed every move on his guitar
He held her in his arms by the crackling embers
'Neath an old, tall birch in the growing dark
He named every star that he remembered
At dawn they carved their names out in the bark
By the tall old birch tree, he went down on his knees
Will you marry me, Alice? Golden curl locks Alice
I'll make you happy, I'll love you sweet
If you marry me Alice, golden curl locks Alice
Standing in a cloud of dust and dirty smoke
He couldn't stop her as she drove of in her car
In the dirt he saw his silver ring glow
Picked it up, then cried, lit an old cigar
He yearned for his sweet Alice, he missed her so
And stumbled out of bed to stroll in the yard
He heard whispering in the branches, saw her name below
Then he brought the poor, old tree down with a saw
By the fallen old birch tree, he sank down on his knees
How could you leave me, Alice? Golden curl locks Alice
I would have made you happy, I'd love you sweet
If you married me, Alice
Golden curl locks Alice