Letras: Nat King Cole. Miss Otis Regrets.

Miss Otis regrets
She's unable to lunch today
Madam, Miss Otis regrets
She's unable to lunch today

She is sorry to be delayed
But last evening
Down at Lover's Lane she strayed
Madam, Miss Otis regrets
She's unable to lunch today

When she woke from her dream
And found that her love had gone
Madam, she ran to the man
Who had led her so far astray

And from under her velvet gown
She drew a gun and shot her lover down
Madam, Miss Otis regrets
She's unable to lunch today

Then the mob came and got her
And dragged her from the jail
Madam, they strung her upon
A willow across the way

And the moment before she died
She lifted up her lovely head and cried
Madam, Miss Otis regrets
She's unable to lunch today