My Little March Girl ------------------------ The girl of my heart Of my Heart Come to the pane, draw the curtain apart There she is passing, the girl of my heart See where she walks like a queen in the street Weather-defying, calm, placid and sweet Tripping along with impetuous grace, Joy of her life beaming out of her face Tresses all truant-like, curl upon curl Wind-blown and rosy, my little March girl Hint of the violet's delicate bloom Hint of the rose's pervading perfume How can the wind help from kissing her face -- Wrapping her round in his stormy embrace? But still serenely she laughs at his rout She is the victor who wins in the bout So may life's passions about her soul swirl Leaving it placid -- my little March girl What self-possession looks out of her eyes What are the wild winds, and what are the skies Frowning and glooming when, brimming with life Cometh the little maid ripe for the strife? Hint of the violet's delicate bloom Hint of the rose's pervading perfume How can the wind help from kissing her face -- Wrapping her round in his stormy embrace? Ooh, Kissing her face Ooh, Stormy embrace Ah! Wind, and bah! Wind, what might have you now? What can you do with that innocent brow? Blow, Wind, and grow, Wind, and eddy and swirl But bring her to me, Wind -- my little March girl --- "My Little March Girl" Copyright © 2026 Rick n' Stolti. All rights reserved. [email protected] Based on a 1898 public domain work by Paul Laurence Dunbar. This work contains original lyrics, and musical arrangement.
