Hilda

Me and Hilda
 Hilda my dear
 Both were we walking
 To somewhere far away from here, from here
 Nice were the reasons
 She gave me for love
 And old were the arms that
 Showed me how to show me how to love
 Hilda, Hilda dear
 My Hilda is not here
 Waited much too long
 Now Hildas lost in my song
 Hilda loved Lois and Lois loved her too
 And when Sherman's Lois
 Died what could she do
 She could she do could she do yeah
 Everything she could for me
 Standing up and down for me
 And running all around for me
 For me, for me, for me, for me, for me
 All for me
 I ain't got long to live here and what little time I got
 I'll try and be contented to remain
 The only friend I've got now is that good old dog of mine
 And a little old log cabin in the lane
 Yeah a little old log cabin in the lane
 Me and Hilda are both far away
 I know that she's gone now
 She told me yesterday to say goodbye
 And to cry
 Yeah for Hilda, yeah for Hilda
 I miss you my Hilda
 I miss you my Hilda
 Oh, oh, oh, oh my Hilda