Dreary, Dreary

Dreary dreary

Dreary dreary

Gone gone the girl in brocade

Gone the words we might have said

How winds because she is dead

And gone gone gone

Where teary teary eyes once bright

Weary sighs the tune

Dreary dreary for all the night

And eerie light of the moon

Dreary dreary

Dreary dreary

Gone gone my Beatrice

Gone the lips I longed to kiss

Into a black and bleak abyss

Gone gone gone

Where teary teary eyes once bright

Weary sighs the tune

Dreary dreary for all the night

And eerie light of the moon

Where teary teary eyes once bright

Weary sighs the tune

Dreary dreary for all the night

And eerie light of the moon