I've never seen
Such a sad queen
As Eddie
I've seen him raving,
Maybe even in pain,
But never
Weeping like a baby

On Saturday afternoon
He was really fine to him
But on Saturday evening,
Oh, well Eddie was so pretty
But now his boy is leaving

Hey, boy, you're so young
To be a queen weeping.
You're just a little princess.
Oh, Eddie, don't!
Cause what can I do
But listen to you tell your story?

On Saturday afternoon
He was really fine to him
But on Saturday evening,
Oh, well Eddie was so pretty
But now his boy is leaving
But now his boy is leaving
But now his boy is leaving him

Queenie, come home soon!

But now his boy is leaving him
But now his boy is leaving
Queenie, come home soon!