A sign in the window said cottage for sale

A true love is reaching the end of the trail

We'll sell our belongings we cherished for years

But who'll buy my heartaches and who'll buy my tears

The clock on the mantle your favorite chair

They won't mean a thing dear if you are not there

I watch while each treasure I love disappears

But who'll buy my heartaches and who'll buy my tears

Our friends will rush over bad news travels fast

They'll say what a pity our love didn't last

They'll bid for our keepsakes till none will remain

But who'll buy my heartaches and who'll buy my pain

I hope you'll be happy as long as you live

And have all the nice things that I couldn't give

Goodbye to our love and its sad souvenirs

But who'll buy my heartaches and who'll buy my tears