Velvet I can wish
You for the collar
Of your coat
And fortune
Smiling all along
Your way
But more
I cannot
Wish you
Than to wish you
Find your love
Your own true love
This day
Mansions I can
Wish you
Seven footmen
All in red
And calling cards
Upon a silver tray
But more
I cannot
Wish you
Than to wish you
Find your love
Your own true love
This day
Standing there
Gazing at you
Full of the bloom
Of youth
Standing there
Gazing at you
With the
Sheep's eye
And the
''lickerish'' tooth
Music I can
Wish you
Merry music
While you're young
And wisdom
When your hair
Has turned to gray
But more
I cannot
Wish you
Than to wish you
Find your love
Your own true love
This day
With the sheep's eye
And the
''lickerish'' tooth
And the strong arms
To carry you away