My Sweet Anette

Me and my Annette, we was as fond as we could be

We was set to marry in October thirty three

I set my sights on courting her, as fine as she could be

I never even noticed her best friend Marilee

Took a job at the sawmill and I bought my girl a ring

Had a pre wedding party, close friends and family

Everything was fine, eating homemade ice cream

I swear I never noticed maid of honor, Marilee

My sweet Annette was left standing at the altar

Marilee was taken ill, it was several miles from home

Back then it wasn't fitting for a girl to leave alone

Sweet Annette, she asked me to walk her to the door

As innocent as children back before the war

My Sweet Annette was left standing at the altar

Lord have mercy for what we done, Lord have mercy when to people get alone

Neither one of us had done anything like that you see

By the next sunset, I had eloped with Marilee

My sweet Annette was left standing at the altar