She has left me, and I’m here,
A wound up sinner—a wound up sinner.
Left me, and without a smile,
Save a cold one—save a cold one;
Not a word there fell the while,
Save some old one—save some old one;
My heart about to burst, and chain’d
As by a spell—as by a spell;
She could falter, unconstrained,
Fare thee well—fare thee well.