I Had Myself a True Love

I had myself a true love, a true love who was something to see.

I had myself a true love, at least that’s what I kept on telling me,

The first thing in the morning I just try to think up a way to be with him,

Some part of the evening, and that’s the way I live through the day.

She had herself a true love and now he’s one and left her for good.

The lord knows I done heard those backyard whispers ringing round the neighourhood.

There may be a lot of things I miss, a lot of things I don’t know but I do know this,

Now I ain’t got no love, but once upon a time I had a true love.

In the evenin’ by the doorway, when I stand there and wait for her coming,

With the clothes hung, and the floor swept and a pot on the stove there a humming

Where is he, while I wacth the rising moon?

With that gal, in that damn ‘ol saloon.

No, that ain’t the way that it used to be

No, and everybody keeps telling me.

There may be. A lot of things I miss, a lot of things I don’t know, but I do know this.

Now I ain’t got no love, but once upon a time I had a true love.