I sat in a bar room with just a friend of mine Talking 'bout the old days and drinking good old wine And as I remembered all the girls I've had I could see in Mary's face on the day we met (Chorus:) |: Yeah, that's right, good times pass like the morning light Yeah, that's right, like the morning light :| Mary was my first love, I gave her my poor heart Gave her all my money, I thought we'd never part Suddenly, ohne morning, I was all alone And my beedroom colder, as Mary, she was gone Chorus Instrumental Chorus