I dropped into my neighbours There I heard a story A girl was left by her boyfriend He took all her stuff, bags and drugs, drove her car far away
So she got a black dress That dress belonged to her Grandma And she was missed for some five years And then she returned in her car with her stuff in her hands
Sweet Margaret you hear the voices from above They tell you not to lose the war Sweet Margaret how much you suffered from your love I bet you'll never fall in love anymore
So cops had her captured The judge gave her the last word She said she was only a poor girl And judge said You're free but your stuff now belongs to that guy
So she got a black dress That dress belonged to her Grandma And she was missed for some five years And then she returned in her car with her stuff in her hands
Sweet Margaret you hear the voices from above They tell you not to lose the war Sweet Margaret how much you suffered from your love I bet you'll never fall in love anymore anymore