Alberta

Alberta let your hair hang low I saw her first on an April morn' As she walked through the mist in a field of hay Her hair lit the world with its golden glow And the smile on her face burned my heart away Alberta let your hair hang low Alberta let your hair hang low I'll give you more gold than your apron can hold If you'll only let your hair hang low I thought my golden time would last But the field of hay was soon cut down In a short few weeks it all was past And my golden girl just a painful song Alberta what's on your mind Alberta what's on your mind My heart is so sad 'cause you treat me so bad Alberta what's on your mind Alberta let your hair hang low --- Alberta - Doc Watson