"Thou Art the Queen of My Song"

Queen Of My Song.

The wind in the weeping willow
    wails for thee
The birds sing thy beauties
    all day long
And my soul is in raptures when
    I hear of thee
Gentle gentle queen of my song.
    
I dream of thee and a tear is
    on my heart
I dream of thee must we
    then forever part
The wiles that summoned us
 Divide our hearts forever
  Gentle gentle queen of my song
must other forms surround us
 To break the links that bound us
 Gentle Queen of my song