She came from Guardian The fall of 1902 A school teacher The friend of a friend The winter that I helped her through The next spring we married Built a house by the riverside But my restless ways She couldn’t receive On another man’s shoulder she did cry It was nothing she said But I could see it in her eyes She did her best To keep it inside But in the end she couldn’t disguise I wasn’t there when I should’ve been I wasn’t there when she called my name So if she ran to another man Then maybe I’m to blame The word spread around town The truth they couldn’t hide I left her that summer Alone to stand By the Guardian riverside A few days later I heard they were gone Everyone thought They boarded the train And together they moved on The sheriff came around Asking what I knew He looked around And questioned me But he never really had a clue If they’re missing or just moved on To me it’s all the same But if they’re never seen again Then maybe I’m to blame