Loudon Wainwright Iii More I Cannot Wish You
Velvet I can wish ya
For the collar of your coat
And fortune smiling all along your way
But more I cannot wish ya
Than to wish ya find your love
Your own true love, this day
Mansions I can wish ya
Seven footmen dressed in red
And calling cards upon a silver tray
But more I cannot wish ya
Than to wish ya 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 sheep's eye
And a lickerish tooth
Music I can wish ya
Merry music while you're young
And wisdom when your hair has turned to gray
But more I cannot wish ya
Than to wish ya find your love
Your own true love this day
With a sheep's eye
And a lickerish tooth
And a-strong arms
To carry you away