I'm sad and I'm lonely, my heart it will break My sweetheart loves another, Lord, I wish I was dead! My cheeks once were red as the bloom on the rose But now they are whiter than the lily that grows Young ladies, take a warning, take a warning from me Don't waste your affections on a young man so free He'll hug you, he'll kiss you, he'll tell you more lies Than the cross-ties on the railroad or the stars in the sky I'm troubled, I'm troubled, I'm troubled in mind If trouble don't kill me, I'll live a long time