I had a heart as good as gold

For spending or for buying;

It bought me many a hand to hold

And many a breath for sighing

It bought me many a mouth to kiss,

And many a secret token--

But what's the good of all of this

Now that my heart is broken!

My heart that once, as good as gold,

Bought anything that mattered

Is like a tale completely told,

Like golden money scattered……

But somewhere there's a heart so young

It still can spare for spending

Will sing the song that I have sung,

Beginning with my ending.