She comes to me so sweet and free
She's all the things I want to be
Her love fills the need in me
And makes my life be
Words come so hard to me
A poet, I don't claim to be
So I'll express my love for her
With this melody
Violets and daffodils
Snowflakes and whippoorwills
Honeysuckles on the vine
Moonlight and apple wine
Picnics in early June
Soft skin and sweet perfume
Blond hair and big blue eyes
That say "I love you"
These are a few of the things
These are a few of the things
That make me think of her
Play, play sweet guitar
Play a tune sweet guitar
Play for her
Violets and daffodils
Snowflakes and whippoorwills
Honeysuckles on the vine
Moonlight and apple wine
Picnics in early June
Soft skin and sweet perfume
Blond hair and big blue eyes
That say "I love you"
These are a few of the things
These are a few of the things
That make me think of her
Play, play sweet guitar
Play a tune sweet guitar
Play for her