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 a sheeps' eye
And a 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 a sheeps' eye
And a lickerish tooth
And a strong arms
To carry you away