If it wasn't for your golden hair. I would not be belonely. If it wasn't for your golden hair. I would not be alone. If it wasn't for your piercing stare. I would not be belonely. If it wasn't for your piercing stare. I would not be alone. I would not waltz in a widow's line. What was yours would not be mine. If it wasn't for your golden hair. I would not be alone. You courted me with princely airs. Said you'd love me only. Kiss the ribbons in my hair. Said darling come and fly. Flower of the Calvary. You swept me off my saddle. Lifted me into your life. A soldier's wife was I. You marched proudly for the horn. I prayed for your swift return. I waited for you so forlorn. 'Ere to be alone. I longed for you I longed to die. I was so belonely. The pillow's bare by my side. And yet I shall abide. For heaven has aset for me. Companion for eternity. So kiss the ribbons in my hair. Say darling come and fly. If it wasn't for your golden hair. I would not be alonely. If it wasn't for your golden hair