I look into her eyes
it's That old feeling that I get
We could have shared a lifetime
Me and my sweet Annette

Were both married to another
Stolen moments is all we get
I hold her close to me
I feel she is mine and yet
She will go back to him in a moment
I will lose my sweet Annette

She sees the tears welling in my eye
The saddened look as she said goodbye
She said Harry are you weeping?
Your eyes are red and wet

I smiled even with my heart aching
And brimming with regret.
No, I'm alright my sweet Annette
It's just the smoke that's rising
From my forgotten cigarette