I saved up my money to buy my sweetheart some flowers
For Saturday's date and I restlessly counted the hours
Then today in the mail I received a short little note
And I broke down inside at the message that her mother wrote
Marianne regrets she's unable to see you again
We're leaving for Europe
Next week she'll be busy till then
They know that she loves me
But poor boys don't fit in their plans
Goodbye true love, goodbye my sweet Marianne
The weeks have gone by
Not a word have I heard since then
In the papers I read of the faraway places she's been
I can't eat, I can't sleep for over and over again
My mind reads that letter and I cry for my Marianne
Marianne regrets she's unable to see you again
We're leaving for Europe
Next week she'll be busy till then
They know that she loves me
But poor boys don't fit in their plans
Goodbye true love, goodbye my sweet Marianne
My Marianne died, tis said she just wasted away
If I could have seen her, I know she'd be living today
For we loved each other and if they'd have left us alone
Today she'd be wearing her wedding dress

Wearing my ring, not a blanket of stone
Marianne regrets she's unable to see you again
We're leaving for Europe
Next week she'll be busy till then
They know that she loves me
But poor boys don't fit in their plans
Goodbye true love, goodbye my sweet Marianne