'Twas a bright and sun-ny day,
When a young wife went a-way,
From her hus-band, who had wrung her heart with pain.__
On the ta-ble lay a note,
With the sim-ple words she wrote: "Good-bye"!
I hope we'll nev-er meet a - gain."___

Un-to her moth-er she re-turned,
The home for which she'd oft-en yearned,
For ev-'ry spark of love for him has fled;___
There he sought her out at last,
With re-pen-tance for the past,
But her moth-er met him at the door and said:___

[Chorus] She Was Hap-py 'Till She Met You,
And the fault is all your own,
If she wish-es to for-get you,
You will please leave her a-lone.
She has come to her old moth-er,
Just be-cause there is no oth-er,
She'll be happy in her own sweet home.___

"I have come to say good-bye,"
Said the hus-band with a sigh, 
"Just __let me take her to my heart a-gain."
But the moth-er said, "Too late,
All her love has turned to hate,
So  go  your way, your plead-ings are in vain."

"She is my wife," the hus-band cried,
You should not take her from my side,
The law for-bids you part us, we are wed!__
"But you've brok-en ev-'ry vow,
She is yours no long-er now,
My__daugh-ter shall not go!" the moth-er said.___

[Chorus] She Was Hap-py 'Till She Met You,
And the fault is all your own,
If she wish-es to for-get you,
You will please leave her a-lone.
She has come to her old moth-er,
Just be-cause there is no oth-er,
She'll be happy in her own sweet home.___