Liza’s in the kitchen 
Baking up the bread
It’s early Sunday morning
But something’s in the air
She spilled the flour in the coffee
But she don’t really care
I’m hoping in a year 
I’ll be there instead of here

Liza’s just laughing
At the thing I gotta say
Please marry, oh Liza
Marry me this Saturday
She don’t answer, but her blue eyes
Never once turn away
I’m hoping in a year 
I’ll be there instead of here

I’ll be home in a year
Oh Liza, that’s what I hear
I gotta make it one day at a time
In my mind I get away
Visit you every day
It’s the only peace I find

Liza’s still sleeping
‘neath a quilt of shining stars
And I’m watching her breathing
In the hour before dawn
It’s all so peaceful
And my trouble is afar
I’m praying in a year 
I’ll be there instead of here

Liza, oh Liza
Promise me you won’t forget
That boy who adored
Only you and made you laugh
I’m sorry ‘bout the letter
It surely is my last
Was hoping in a year 
I’d be there instead of here