When my mother
had me But then she's such a slender sort
The doctor was fetched
And finally her daughter was born
And none had ever seen a sweeter girl
My father spent usually
His
time at
ea hal-f-drunkBut he could not deny me
A
t first he was q rather shockedBut then he said, relieved
None shall ever see a sweeter girl
Such a sweet girl
Such a sweet girl
There is no sweeter girl
Before I knew it
Every boy would gaze at me
As girls gaze at Forget-Me-Nots
They'd shiver
And say to themselves
She's hard to get -
But very loyal, I think
And there is no sweeter girl
I learned quite early
To speak proper English
And my song was sweet and gay
But while out west
I stumbled into marriage
It was sad for such a nice girl
He was used to
Loving American girls
So I kissed him and said OK
Then I discovered deceit
When he spoke in his sleep
And I found out, he was very Icelandic after all
Just a poor Icelander
Just a poor Icelander
Who wanted an Icelandic girl
Everything has since changed
Now I go dancing every night
And boys call me Forget-Me-Not
And they shiver
They say to themselves
No, you send me currents of love - such luck!
Since there is no sweeter girl.