My Emily, my only daughter,
You fill my life with joyous laughter,
And with your smile you sure take after,
Your silly Daddy.
You send my laugh into the rafters;
Come laugh with me!
It isn't only legs that dance
When ballet music gives you chance,
You turn with joy, like in a trance,
And when you twirl,
Come take my hand, postpone romance,
You're Daddy's girl!
You've time right now to dance with me,
Before romance, from guys you're free,
To you I give my guarantee,
To guard your heart,
And keep that sweet heart happily
Until we part.
Today my girl is just fourteen,
Yet one day I can see a scene:
Upon your hand a diamond's sheen,
And with sweet tears,
I give your hand to someone keen,
in many years!
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