Emmilou

Emmilou is pretty

Emmilou's fine

And I wonder I wonder

What's on her mind

I saw her twice in the "Royal Blue" café

Emmilou she's pretty

And I'm a little bit scared

I go there every Sunday

I come alone hoping to find her

A woman at the door

She smiles and then.. she's gone

And I am still waiting

Emmilou - she hasn't come

Oh, it frightens me

Should I go back to my town?

Call me now and I will be coming

Call me - do - and I won't be going

Oh shall we meet some day

In a "Royal Blue" café

Emmilou is pretty

And I'm a little bit scared

Emmilou is fine

Emmilou