[Verse]
Oh, I'll twine mid my ringlets of raven black hair
With the roses so red and the lilies so pale
And the myrtle so bright with an emerald hue
The pale amaryllis and violets look like blue
I will dance I will sing and my laugh shall be gay
I will charm every heart in the crowd, I will sway
But I'm longing to see human regret in our cowar
He's gone and neglected his pale white flower

[Outro]
I don't sing to much of that, and I can hardly stand it