Little Queen

You'd rather have wine than gin

Only the finest by your skin

Always running after Time - catching

You're fancy with rhyme

Shining on the front page again

Hot on the presses today - little queen

Making your passion play - little queen

Nobody knows your melancholy mind -

Little queen

Away from the sellers, the papers said

Your crown was tight and heavy on your head

Still you danced and you sang - all night

The telephone rang

Music kept on playing from your pen.

Hot on the presses today - little queen

Making your passion play - little queen

Nobody knows your melancholy mind -

Little queen

Raining Raining- he knows your Soul ain't free

Raining Raining- he feels you little queen

Slipping away with your gypsy band

Hot on your music and playing a winning hand

He was standing in the line, thinking how you

Moved his mind

Feeling like he held you in his hand