Sweet Sir Galahad

Sweet Sir Galahad Came in through the window In the night When the moon was in the yard He took her hand in his and Shook the long hair From his neck And he told her She'd been working much too hard It was true that ever since the day Her crazy man had passed away To the land of poet's pride She laughed and talked a lot With new people on the block But always at evening time she cried Hook And here's to the dawn of their days La-la-di-di-di La-la-la-la La-da-da-da La-ah, ah Verse 2 She moved her head A little down on the bed Until it rested softly on his knee And there she dropped her smile And there she sighed awhile And told him all the sadness Of those years that numbered three Well you know I think my fate's belated Because of all the hours I waited For the day when I'd no longer cry I get myself to work by eight But oh, was I born too late And do you think I'll fail At every single thing I try Hook And here's to the dawn of their days Verse 3 He just put his arm around her And that's the way I found her Eight months later to the day The lines of a smile erased The tear tracks upon her face A smile could linger, even stay Sweet Sir Galahad went down With his gay bride of flowers The prince of the hours Of her lifetime Hook And here's to the dawn Of their days Of their days