To My Sorrow - song lyrics 
American Old-time song lyrics from www.traditionalmusic.co.uk 
TO MY SORROW. Words by Dave Rinaldo. 
One day while walking out so neat, To my sorrow, I met a girl that looked so neat, To my sorrow; I thought to " her a word I'd talk, I asked her if she'd take a walk. She said, why certainly, you gawk, To my sorrow. 
Chorus. She pulled my leg, ¯ I had a big head, My fare I had to borrow; She played me for a regular guy, To my sorrow. 
One day to the races I did go, To my sorrow; I carried along a nice big roll, To my sorrow. When it came time to start for home, On the railroad track I walked alone; I got a lip from a friend at home, To my sorrow. 
Chorus. I pulled my hair, I swore I'd get square On the friend that gave me the tip; I thought I had a dead sure thing, To my sorrow. 
One day I played a game of cards, To my sorrow; But twenty-live is all I had, To my sorrow. The dealer dealt the cards around-I was surprised when I had found Three nice cold aces in my hand, To my sorrow. 
Chorus. I made my bet, I'm not over it yet; From my friends I tried to borrow-They put me out when I got broke, To my sorrow.