Martha went about her day without changing in any way.
Richard got on a steam train; headed out west
Where the trees grow tall.
Friends wrote letters. they said
"Martha, how are you? what's new with you?".
But she never wrote back; she never replied,
But she'd cry when they wouldn't stop by.
Richard called and said "martha, please come home.
Oh & martha, I am your home.
Oh & martha, the past is done.
Oh & martha, you gotta move on.
You've gotta move on, baby.
You've gotta move on, baby".
She said richard your wrong it's not gone it lives on in my heart.
While you ran away to find an empty town
To hide your empty heart.
I know they time will come when
I've gotta move on, but for now I'll hold on.
Martha called and said, "richard, please come home.
Oh & richard, I am your home.
Oh & richard, there's good in the past.
Oh & richard, you've gotta live on.
You've gotta live on, baby,
You've gotta live on, baby".