The Last Waltz

The ballroom was empty the hour was three They played the last waltz for my darling and me My poor heart kept wishing the night would not end For she loved another and I'm just her friend I love her, I love her my lonely heart cried But soon she'll become another man's bride She told me that Sunday was her wedding day I gave my best wishes what more could I say That night will be cherished in my memory When they played the last waltz for my darling and me She told me that Sunday was her wedding day I gave my best wishes what more could I say That night will be cherished in my memory When they played the last waltz for my darling and me --- The Last Waltz - Webb Pierce