(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