John Hartford The Girl I Left Behind Me
Oh, the girl I left,the girl I left
The girl I left behind me
If ever I cross that bridge again
I'll pick her up behind me
Last night I slept in a Sycamore tree
With the wind and rain all around me
Tonight I'll sleep in a warm feather bed
With that girl I left behind me
Oh, the girl I left,the girl I left
The girl I left behind me
If ever I cross that bridge again
I'll pick her up behind me
Oh she jumped in bed, and she covered up her head
And swore I couldn't find her
But I knew damn well, that she lied, lied hell
So I jumped right in behind her
Oh, the girl I left,the girl I left
The girl I left behind me
If ever I cross that bridge again
I'll pick her up behind me
