I dip my pen into the ink,
And grasp your album tight;
But for my life I cannot think
One single word to write.
In the storms of life,
When you need an umbrella,
May you have to uphold it
A handsome young fellow.
I dip my pen into the ink,
And grasp your album tight;
But for my life I cannot think
One single word to write.
In the storms of life,
When you need an umbrella,
May you have to uphold it
A handsome young fellow.