Lyrics

Lo the rose cease to bloom On the trellis of a california room Please don't forget me when you leave When you leave, lord when you leave O please don't forget me when you leave Your lips last to kiss Your body last slept with It's my own true love that I miss That I miss, lord that I miss It's my own true love that I miss I was working in a store Doing my daily chore When I heard the news from a friend Said you finally met your match You done and made your catch And would I be there on your wedding day Wedding day, lord wedding day Would I be there on your wedding day No shirt on my back Not a penny on my name I can't go and see you this a-way This a-way, lord this a-way No, I can't go and see you this a-way How them wedding bells did ring And them birdies took to sing I saw it all ten miles away With no shoes on my feet No words upon my voice How I prayed for you on your wedding day Wedding day, lord wedding day How I prayed for you on your wedding day Lo the rose cease to bloom On the trellis of a california room O please don't forget me when you leave When you leave, lord when you leave O please don't forget me when you leave