Intro verse 1 Fare thee well, gentle maid, I'll see you on your way And the sun will rise tomorrow and wash my sins away For I know that I've abused you, but I only had a day And I know that's why you left me, in your own sad little way I am gone, disappeared But I hear a young dove crying three thousand miles from here verse 2 Some would say you were a loser, 'cause you play a loser's game But then if I am a winner, why then am I so ashamed If you hear a young dove crying, you'll know it's me to blame For I never got her number, I never knew her name Now she's gone, disappeared But I hear a young dove crying, three thousand miles from here