(Melinda Melinda) oh how I miss Melinda

While a walking down a street in Denver I passed by a little dress shop

A sign on the door read Melinda's and I asked myself if I should stop

For I knew a girl named Melinda when I lived here years ago

And I wondered if by chance it could be the Melinda I used to know

So I peeked in through the window and there to my surprice

I saw my darling Melinda and a tear came to my eyes

For she looked lovely as always as I watched her standing there

Her face was like an angel's with a halo of golden hair

Melinda Melinda with the golden hair oh how I miss Melinda (Melinda)

Then I slowly remembered how she suffered the shame

Of being left with a baby and me never changing her name

So I ran in and called out Melinda so ashamed I hung down my head

But the young girl said sir I'm sorry but you see my mother is dead

Melinda Melinda with the golden hair oh how I miss Melinda oh how I miss Melinda