Mr. John Lee (Velveteen Rose)

Mr. John Lee, I knew about your family
 You came when I was lonesome
 In the fairest of the spring
 But I did not care for your wedding ring
 But I did care for Marie
 Farewell, my sweet
 Oh, you often told me
 How my hair was a raven
 And my eyes were shining bright
 But I did not love you quite as well
 As your darling loving wife
 But every time that you see
 Your Velveteen Rose
 I think of how you once called me
 Your Velveteen Rose
 Mr. John Lee, 'twas the night that you told me
 The burning thoughts you harbored me
 The sheriff found your sweet Marie
 Floating by the river weeds
 In the fields of green
 But every time that you see
 Your Velveteen Rose
 I think of how you once called me
 Your Velveteen Rose