I saw her first
As she walked
Her hair lit the world
// The major seventh adds dynamic to the melody, but I'm leaving it out for the sake of legibility.
I saw her first on an april morn'
As she walked through the mist in a field of hay
Her hair lit the world with its golden glow
And the smile on her face burned my heart away
Alberta let your hair hang low
Alberta let your hair hang low
I'll give you more gold than your apron can hold
if you'll only let your hair hang low
I thought my golden time would last
Alberta, let your hair hang low