Leaving Nancy

In comes the train, and the whole platform shakes
It stops with a shudder and the screaming of brakes.
The parting has come and my weary soul aches
I´m leaving my Nancy, oh.

So come a little closer, put your head upon my shoulder
and let me hold you one more time,
before the whistle blows

The suit-case was lifted and stowed on the train
A thousand regrets came up in my mind
We had so little time and now the time´s gone
Good-bye my Nancy, oh