Hank Williams
Next Sunday Darling Is My Birthday
Next Sunday, darling is my birthdayA day that should be free from careBest wishes and congratulationsBut only sorrow fills the airWhile friends are singing happy birthdayThere'll be smile upon my faceBut when they're gone, the smile will vanishA broken heart will take it's placeAnother year has come and gone nowThe plans I made have gone a strayThe day that should be filled with laughterWill only be another dayThe little house we planned togetherIs empty now without you dearBut in my dreams you're there beside meSo let me dream that you are here
From Letras Mania