Perfumed letters of an earlier time
Memories of ladies now lay far behind
Too many lovers makes her heart go blind
Well, I should've known better

I was so foolish and I chased the sun
Young once and fine, now my days are done
Too many lovers makes you on the run
Wel

Oh, give me yours hands
Well so you may feel
This old face and these whisker
Well, give me your lips
Well, so i may kiss
Away all the pain
Oh, it comes from them blisters

Please, oh, please,
Know that i will always love you
And these pictures in the mind min