(spoken) Erika with the windy yellow hair Dancing through the day or moping by the stair My joy to know my erika with the windy yellow hair Yesterday i met her running home from school Her face was tear stained, she didn't know i knew But i do, i do Today she had a song to sing and a poem she knew And with a kiss and a hug she dashed away, she had things to do I do too, i do too Lithesome child, i turn with care When viewing you on step or stair All my hope and love for you My erika of the windy yellow hair