Lady Burrwick loves to dance,
Lady Burrwick’s of romance,
On the storms of ships and dreams,
It’s Lady Burrwick I long to be.
Lady Burrwick’s true and wise,
She will haunt you with those eyes,
She’s so free and fond of love,
It’s Lady Burrwick I’m dreaming of.
…..The piano sings and sighs,
Lady Burrwick’s hands, they fly!
Never saying what she means,
Lady’s always in a dream.