Lavender Blue Dilly Dilly

Ribbons of purple are splayed out in tractor rows of elegance A foot off the ground, spreading lavender faerie fragrance Oh, sweet lavender blue, dilly dilly, Lavender blue, Billy, Billy! Great day to fall in love, silly silly. Where is sweetheart, Willy Willy? Be it twilight or daybreak? Matters not on this attractive farm. I take a whiff of sweet smelling country air; what can be the harm? Puff belly sky swells up, pregnant with anticipation of a gorgeous day. Willy, my sweetheart calls to me from a mound of freshly baled hay. Oh, sweet lavender blue, dilly dilly, Lavender blue, Billy, Billy! I sing myself into a joyful attitude; and feel neither weird nor silly. For it is that kind of marvelous wonderful day. And now I settle down next to my guy, in the hay.