There once was a girl from Fredericton. We met, we dated, we had tons of fun.
I saved her life on our second date and she took care of mine a little down the line.
The makings of a long future, I was sure we had and with a beauty like her that wouldn't be bad.
A little while later she done me wrong but she was so great I wanted more dates.
Too soon to blink she done wrong number two and it tore my heart out like the time before.
That was the end of a good thing gone bad, I ran and I ran from what we could've had.
And now when I think of her all these months later, it's a lonely night in Halifax and I'm still sad... —A guy writin' late night limericks