Abigail - Johnny Dowd

Sweet Abigail, your life a living hell

Sweet Abigail, so far down she fell

You were right, I was wrong

Now I’m alone and you’re gone

Spent my life, chasing whores

Should have not, dedicate them down the door

Not big Van Dyke I’m Steve McQueen, with a shotgun

You were right, I was wrong

I apologize in this song

Sweet Abigail, your life a living hell

Sweet Abigail, so far down she fell

Your name is Abigail, Abby for short

Should have been a horse, and fold your car

You were right, I was wrong

This is an apology, in the form of a song

Sweet Abigail, tiny dancers feet

Sweet Abigail, so tragic and so sweet

Sweet Abigail, won’t be on repair

Sweet Abigail, you know that I still care

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Sweet Abigail, I wish there was something I could do

To have you, yeah, yeah, yeah.