Hear this song my love  let it be the thorn
That pierces through the rose
The past doesn't forgive a trouble
For tomorrow sinks in its sorrow
A hundred years from now  dear
We shall not care at all
It will not matter then  dear
The honey you've all ugetter
The song we sang together  dear
It will not mean no more
They're words upon a page  dear
These days of sorrow and row
A 100 years from now  my dear
We shall not care at all
For it will not matter then  my dear
If we've ever loved at all
And the lonesome songs we sang together
Were the words upon a page
The meaning of them
Long forgotten
A 100 years from now
A 100 years from now  dear
We shall not care at all
It will not matter then  dear
The honey you ugetter
The song we sang together dear
It will not mean no more
Them words upon a page dear
These days of sorrow and row
Them words upon a page dear
These days of sorrow and row