Velvet, I can wish you For the color of your coat And fortune smiling all along your way But more I cannot wish you Than to wish you find your love Your own true love this day Mansions I can wish you Seven footmen all in red And calling cards upon a silver tray But more I cannot wish you Than to wish you 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 sheepish eye And a look at the truth Music I can wish you Merry music while you're young And wisdom when your hair has turned to grey But more I cannot wish you Than to wish you find your love Your own true love this day With a sheepish eye And a look at the truth And the strong arms to carry you away And the strong arms to carry you away And the strong arms to carry you away And the strong arms to carry you away And the strong arms to carry you away