My Sweet Annette

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.