They say that love is a gentle thing, but it only has brought me pain And the only boy I ever loved has gone on the morning train. (Chorus:) I never will marry, I'll be no man's wife I expect to live single for the rest of my life. The train pulled out and the whistle blew* with a low and a lonesome song He's gone, he's gone like morning dew and left me all alone. Chorus There's many a change in the winter wind, and in the clouds' design There's many a change in a youg girl's heart, but never a change in mine. Chorus (bis)
*damals war das noch ein ganz unverfänglicher Ausdruck, der wörtlich zu nehmen war; erst später nahm er die Bedeutung "verpfeifen" im übertragenen Sinn an.