My Lord

My lord! Even old aunty here today Black dress, darkest of shades and she looks great Sweet scent, lilies and iris, it's my day As I've got a date who will not be late My Lord! Before your priest I find myself Sweet song, moving my soul in It's embrace So long, old single days fare you well As I've got a date who will not be late I think he must have lost some weight I need a coin How sweet the sound of his Deep voice I think he's here to lead the way I feel so light Let's start my dance my darling, Swing with style My lord! Even old aunty here today Black dress, darkest of shades and She looks great Sweet scent, lilies and iris, it's my day As I've got a date who will not be late My Lord! Glad that my make-up doesn't fade He comes riding the ferry 'cross The lake Care on, I will be walking to my fate As I've got a date who will not be late I think he must have lost some weight. I need a coin. How sweet the sound of his Deep voice. I think he's here to lead the way I see the light Let's start my dance macabre, Swing your scythe.