At long last the sorrow fades At long last they've come to call Come take our souls away They ain't good to no one at all
My beautiful friend has a name And sleeps underneath a stone engraved I don't know why he gone away I don't know
On Tuesday morning where will I be? On Tuesday morning what shall I see?
My pretty friend, I suppose Love is life's sickness You can't let go I've seen the ruin and the change I think it's a shame
My pretty pal, my pretty pal My pretty pal, oh, my pretty pal
My beautiful friend, I know Love is life's sickness I won't let go I've seen the ruin and the change I think it's a shame.
My pretty pal, my pretty pal My pretty pal, oh, my pretty pal I've seen the ruin and the change On Tuesday morning I've seen the ruin and the change On Tuesday morning My pretty pal My pretty pal