From that fateful day until in dead wood I’ll lay I’ll be havin’ a cravin’ for Laura It’s true we met just a few times and yet I know that I’ll always adore her
Oh Laura,blessed be the beauty that you are Oh Laura,brighter than the brightest star
‘t Was in the city of popes and I had me a rope and I bundled tha good old mountain laurel it hangs around my neck and it takes me back to the girl of today and tomorrow
Oh Laura,blessed be the beauty that you are Oh Laura,brighter than the brightest star
If I don’t get a chance to catch just a glimpse Of my beautiful,beautiful Laura I’ll try to keep myself asleep with nothing new, Something blue and something borrowed
Oh Laura,blessed be the beauty that you are Oh Laura,brighter than the brightest star
If chances were few,I’d be waiting for you I’d be as patient as a big old turtle But chances are none,so I’ll be gone To live in a forest of myrtle
Oh Laura,blessed be the beauty that you are Oh Laura,brighter than the brightest star