Willow, Willow you are ever ready to go

Ready to go anyway the wind blows

I sure the wish the willow were inclined, so inclined

To need me, but Willow what you've really done

Is freed me, freed me from the roots that run so deeply

But I still wish the willow would be mine

Please be mine

And as for your weeping

Willow I offer a shoulder

And a tired old cliche

Tomorrow is another day

Every cloud's got a silver lining

It ain't no use just sitting and pining, Willow

Willow, there is still a thing or two you don't know

You say if it wasn't for the sorrow

Willow, then the world would be so fine, oh so fine

But it's so true, sadness kinda seems to just become you

I don't need the gaiety like some do

But I sure wish the willow would be mine

Girl, please be mine

And as for your weeping

Well Willow I offer a shoulder

And a tired old cliche

Tomorrow is another day

Every cloud's got a silver lining

And it ain't no use just sitting and pining, Willow