1, 2,3,4I laughed and she'd smileIt would last for a whileBut you don't know what you gotTill you lose it all againListen to the mandolin ringListen to the music on the lakeOh,listen to my heart breakEvery time she runs awayListen to the banjo and the sad song Drifting low,oh listen to the tears roll Down my face as she turns to goldA cool evening dance,listen to the bluegrass bandTakes a chill from the air,till they play the last songAnd I'll do my time,keeping you off of my mindBut there's moments that I findI'm not feeling so strongListen to the mandolin ringListen to the music on the lakeListen to my heart break Every time she runs awayListen to the banjo in the sad song Drifting lowShe rolls down my face as she turns to goOh, listen to the mandolin ringOh,listen to the mandolin ringOh, listen to the music on the lakeOh,listen to my heart breakEvery time she runs awayListen to the banjo when you're sad, song drifting lowOh, listen to thetears roll down my face as she turns to goOh, listen to the mandolin ringListen to the mandolin ringListen to the mandolin ringOh,listen to the metal in the ring