Sweet Wilhelmina Amelia
Amelia Winterweather
Sweet Miss Amelia sleeps
Sleeps and dreams of gardens
Gardens and trees and ladies at tea
Ladies at tea, they're wearing
Wearing great tufted beasts upon their heads
Sweet Miss Amelia, a hat, a hat is a hat, but not just that
A woman ain't a woman not wearing one
Under the smiling autumn sun
Folds and flaps, tassels plus trim, pink parrots on the brim
Your hat's a ruling crown; hold it high when you get down
No wonder tiny vagrants
Of neighbourhood and then some
They are drifting happily nearby, drawn by
The Eden of your dreams, your dreams, your dreams
The Eden of your dreams
In your garden: green grass, it's hoping that you stay
In your garden: flowers, they take the years away
In your garden: songbirds, lost children of the skies
In your garden: beetles, jewel colours flashing by
In your garden decor
Sweet Miss Amelia, a hat, a hat is a hat but not just that
A woman ain't a woman not wearing one
Under the smiling autumn sun
More is more and that's for sure, keep tuning up bon ton
Your hat's a ruling crown; hold it high when you get down