Who's gonna talk your future over
While I'm rambling in the West
At my window sad and lonely
Often do I think of thee
And I wonder, little darling
If you ever think of me
You will meet with many faces
Some will tell you I'm not true
Please remember, little darling
No one loves you like I do
Who's gonna hold you to that, little darling
Who's gonna hold you to their breast
Who's gonna talk your future over
While I'm rambling in the West
