We met in the springtime
When blossoms unfold
The pastures were green
And the meadows were gold

Our love was in flower
As summer grew on
Our love like the leaves
Has withered and gone

The roses have faded
There's frost at my door
The birds in the morning
Don't sing anymore

The grass in the valley
Is started to die
And out in the darkness
The whippoorwills cry

Alone and forsaken
By fate and by man
Oh Lord if you hear me
Please hold to my hand
Oh please understand

Where has she gone to
Oh where can she be
She may have forsaken
Some other like me

She promised to honor
To love and obey
Each vow was a plaything
That she threw away

The darkness is falling
The sky has turned gray
And a hound in the distance
Is starting to bay

I wonder I wonder
What she's thinking of
Forsaken
Forgotten
Without any love

Alone and forsaken
By fate and by man
Oh Lord if you hear me
Please hold to my hand
Oh please understand
Oh please understand

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Writer(s): Hank Williams Sr.