PILE it up,
Pile it up,
Till it towers above;
Pile it up,
Pile it up,
'Tis a labour of love:
Pin it so carefully,
Cannot be known
Of that temple of hair fully
Half's not your own.
PILE it up,
Pile it up,
Till it towers above;
Pile it up,
Pile it up,
'Tis a labour of love:
Pin it so carefully,
Cannot be known
Of that temple of hair fully
Half's not your own.