The King of Hearts
Went riding through an English green
And I loved him from the start
As if flights of angels I’d seen
He was wondrous fair and wild
Kindred spirit, kindred child
And he asked me if I’d go and be
His Lady, O
“If I go along with you
Your Queen of Hearts to be
I’ve a heart steadfast and true
But my spirit must be wild and free
So if I may be your wife
And still Queen of My Own Life
Then I will go with you and be
Your Lady, O!”
“Well, I wear a crown of gold
With a sceptre to my hand
Bright magic wealth untold
I have at my command
But the riches I seek to find
Are those within your mind!
O, pray, come be my Queen of Hearts
My Lady, O!”
“Yes, I will come with you and be
Your Lady, O!”
