Lyrics My Old Rag Or The Hysterical Virgin - Beverly Glenn-Copeland

My Old Rag Or The Hysterical Virgin

Darling, believe me
I didn’t mean it so
Won’t you come see me?
Didn’t mean to make you go
Please don’t leave me here so sad
I loved walking beneath the moon with you in the park
But weren’t you pressing me too soon?
There in the dark?
Sometimes I get hysterical
Won’t you come back dear, and say our love is true?
We only met last year
Isn’t this a bit hasty of you?
I didn’t mean to make you so mad
I know you bought that wedding band
And I know I should try but to it on my hand
I’m terribly sorry
Sometimes I get hysterical
Won’t you come back dear, and say our love is true?
We only met last year
Isn’t this a bit hasty of you?
I didn’t mean to make you so mad
But you were pressing me too soon
Won’t you come back for the wedding in June
We could have such lovely fun in the moon
You were pressing me too soon
Won’t you come back for the wedding in June
We could have such lovely…