Mary Light
words, words, words. W.S.Sunday, November 02, 2003
Miss otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today
Madam
Miss otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today
She is sorry to be delayed
But last evening down on lover’s lane she strayed
Madam
Miss otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today
When she woke up and found that her dream of love was gone
Madam
She ran to the man who had lead her so far astray
And from under her velvet gown
She drew a gun and shot her lover down
Madam
Miss otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today
When the mob came and got her and dragged her from the jail
Madam
They strung her upon the old willow across the way
And the moment before she died
She lifted up her lovely head and cried
Madam
Miss otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today
Miss otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today
Miss otis regrets she’s unable to lunch today
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