(Hank Williams)

Alone and forsaken by fate and by man
Oh Lord, if you hear me please hold to my hand, please understand
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
Her love like the leaves now has withered and gone.

Alone and forsaken by fate and by man
Oh Lord, if you hear me please hold to my hand, please understand
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 starting 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 please understand
Oh 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.

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