i loved a girl from back east   and i had no qualms with giving her my heart   i gave her everything   she told me lies, yeah, she was fake   and i was twenty-five   and that's a little old to make the same mistakes      as i found her out   everything came crashing down   oh, she fed me words   the usual vernacular      well, there's truth in what they say   don't give your heart away, it stays   there's parts of me you can't replace       this wretched girl whom i speak of   she is a troubled sort   her feet go down to death and then she calls it love   she pulled me in, not once nor twice   it's with the greatest shame that i reveal this truth   that she fooled me thrice      as i found her out   everything came crashing down   oh, she fed me words   the usual vernacular      well, there's truth in what they say   don't give your heart away, it stays   there's parts of me you can't replace