(spoken)

Erika with the windy yellow hair

Dancing through the day or moping by the stair

My joy to know my erika with the windy yellow hair



Yesterday i met her running home from school

Her face was tear stained, she didn't know i knew

But i do, i do



Today she had a song to sing and a poem she knew

And with a kiss and a hug she dashed away, she had things to do

I do too, i do too



Lithesome child, i turn with care

When viewing you on step or stair

All my hope and love for you,

My erika of the windy yellow hair


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