It was eighteen hundred and ninety two
The horses were young and the buggy was new
Jim and Margo were happy and gay
And the date was the 9th of May.
A horseless carriage abruptly appeared
The stallion jumped and whinnied and reared
Margo hit the dirt in a sickening way
And Jim was alone on his wedding day.
Margo, Margo
Margo's gone away
But they say that old Jim
Meets her every 9th of May.
Margo's been gone for many a year
But her name still brings a trace of a tear
To ol' Jim's old eyes as dim as they are
And he still hates the sight of a car.
Once a year old Jim goes back to the scene
And he waits near the church for his long lost queen
They make all the wedding vows over they say
When Margo appears on the 9th of May.
Margo, Margo
Margo's gone away
But they say that old Jim
Meets her every 9th of May...
Every 9th of May
