To the Queen of Hearts is the Ace of Sorrow He's here today and he's gone tomorrow
Young men are pretty but sweethearts few If my love leaves me, what shall I do?
Had I a store in yonder mountain Where gold and silver were there for counting
But I could not count for the thought of thee My eyes so full, I could not see
My eyes so full, I could not see
I love my father, I love my mother I love my sister and my brother
I love my friends and my relatives too I'll forsake them all and go with you
I love my father, I love my mother I love my sister and my brother
I love my father, I love my mother I love my sister and my brother
I love my father, I love my mother I love my sister and my brother
I love my father, I love my mother I love my sister and my brother
To the Queen of Hearts is the Ace of Sorrow He's here today and he's gone tomorrow
He's here today and he's gone tomorrow Young men are plenty but sweethearts few
If my love leaves me, what shall I do?