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