Sitting in a Dixon garden, wishing that you and I weren't partingnFor the last time, the last timenAnd I said, Why you want to get married anyway? That man's got a familynAnd then you say, Couldn't wait on you forever, or could I?nGuess notnnThere's an awkward silence for the first time, so many yearsnAnd as I recall you used to be mine, not some property of hisnAnd I sing Ah la don't go, ah la staynAh la don't go, don't go away.nnMaybe I should apologize, for I treated you sonAnd I'm so sorry that I left you here, I just wish I could have knownnYou say, You never can tell, and it's not your faultnSee these things just happen when you're dealingnWith the hands on a clock of a womannnAnd he treats me fine, and anyways I'm getting oldernShe said, Oh but I still miss you sometimes,nWhen the weather's getting coldernAnd she sang Ah la don't go, ah la staynAh la don't go, don't go away.nnDo we say goodbye, or just see you later?nShe said Don't make me cry,n'Cause it's enough just to knownThat I won't ever hold you closenAnd I won't ever smell your skin,nAnd I know how I'm supposed to feel,nHere we go again singing, Ah la don't go, ah la staynAh la don't go, don't go away.