Lo the rose cease to bloom
On the trellis of a california room
Please don't forget me when you leave
When you leave, lord when you leave
O please don't forget me when you leave

Your lips last to kiss
Your body last slept with
It's my own true love that I miss
That I miss, lord that I miss
It's my own true love that I miss

I was working in a store
Doing my daily chore
When I heard the news from a friend
Said you finally met your match
You done and made your catch

And would I be there on your wedding day
Wedding day, lord wedding day
Would I be there on your wedding day

No shirt on my back
Not a penny on my name
I can't go and see you this a-way
This a-way, lord this a-way
No, I can't go and see you this a-way

How them wedding bells did ring
And them birdies took to sing
I saw it all ten miles away
With no shoes on my feet
No words upon my voice

How I prayed for you on your wedding day
Wedding day, lord wedding day
How I prayed for you on your wedding day

Lo the rose cease to bloom
On the trellis of a california room
O please don't forget me when you leave
When you leave, lord when you leave
O please don't forget me when you leave

Papa M (David Pajo) cover, from 2002's "Three Songs."