Where My Sweet Baby Used To Walk

Every room seems empty now since she's gone away

The music of her laughter is a thing of yesterday

The patter of her footsteps when she'd meet me at the door

The smiling face I loved to see is gone forever more

I see a cozy love seat when we used to sit and talk

My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk

A dozen other women I might get to take her place

But none to touch her sweetness none would have her grace

When her footsteps pleaded from me it cut me like a sword

A goodbye told me she was gone my baby I adore

I see a cozy love seat...

My tears fall on the carper where my sweet bay used to walk