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Alberta, let your hair low

I saw her first on an April
As she walked the mist in a field of hay
Her hair lit the world its golden glow
And the smile on her face burned my away

Alberta, let your hang low
Alberta, let hair hang low
give you more gold than your apron can hold
If you'll only let hair hang low

I my golden time would last
But the of hay was soon cut down
In a short few it all was past
And my golden girl a painful song

Alberta, what's on mind?
Alberta, what's on your
My heart is so sad 'cause you me so bad
Alberta, what's on your

Alberta, let your hang low