Lyrics John Barrowman

John Barrowman

Miss Otis Regrets

Miss Otis regrets

She's unable to lunch today

Madam, Miss Otis regrets

She's unable to lunch today

She is sorry to be delayed

But last evening

Down in Lover's Lane she strayed

Madam, Miss Otis regrets

She's unable to lunch today

When she woke up and found

That her dream of love was gone

Madam, she ran to the man

Who had lead her so far astray

And from under a velvet gown

She drew a gun and shot her lover down

Madam, Miss Otis regrets

She's unable to lunch today

When the mob came and got her

And dragged her from the jail

Madam, they strung her

From the old willow cross the way

And the moment before she died

She lifted up her lovely head and cried

Madam, Miss Otis regrets

She's unable to lunch today

Miss Otis regrets

She's unable to lunch today