She left town known as Silver-wing 329
My tears hit the ground about half-past
By quarter-up, I thought my heart will burst apart
And all the hours the Vodka kept my glass
She said I'm a fool for letting her slip through my hands
And all the while she must've really known
That I have to prove to her I was a man
And I held on to my pride and let her go
A letter came the other day, it smells so sweet
I guess she just can't stand being alone
I thought she probably wants me back, but I'll just later read
So I didn't open it at all
She called me a fool for letting her slip through my hands
But all of the while she must've really known
That I have to prove to her I was a man
So I held on to my pride and let her go
Another letter came today it looked the same
But this one didn't smell like her perfume
But it held the invitation to her wedding day
So I guess she finally proves just who's the fool
Yes, I'm a fool for letting her slip through my hands
All of the while she must've really known
That while I have to prove to her I was a man
I held on to my pride and let her go
Now all I got is to cry when nights are cold
