Who rides on a mare,
With rose in her hair,
And all around, the forest and the hills,
Her thoughts are never scary.
She’s fair as a fairy,
She has a dress with many lovely frills!
Miss Lavinia, Miss Lavinia,
You're truly, truly queen of Virginia!
When you smile, the sun starts shining,
When you sleep, sunset's declining.
All of nature whispers:
Darling! I love you!
She breathes woodsy air,
Her gaze — so calm, with care.
Birds gently serenade her from above.
All beauty — girl and mare,
In every sound — a prayer.
As though a fanfare
Heralds love!
Miss Lavinia, Miss Lavinia,
You're truly, truly queen of Virginia!
When you smile, the sun starts shining,
When you sleep, sunset's declining.
All of nature whispers:
Darling! I love you!
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Miss Lavinia - Queen of Virginia
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