(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