I am Lily, of the Valley
Of the quiet peaceful valley over there
And I’m lonely, oh so lonely
And nobody in the valley seems to care

When other girls go walking
On their arms they have a swell beau
But whenever I go walking
On my arm is just my elbow

And I’m looking, always looking
For my dream man and I guess I always will
I know a girl’s supposed to wait for a prince to come and get her
The only prince I ever met is a neighbor’s Irish setter

So if by any chance you see
A prince who had a plan for me
Tell him not to dilly-dally
Not to dilly-dally
Come back soon
Lily of the Valley