text: Erika with the windy yellow hair
  Dancing through the day or moping by the stair
  My joy to know my erika with the windy yellow hair
  Yesterday i met her running home from school
  Her face was tear stained, she didnt know i knew
  But i do, i do
  Today she had a song to sing and a poem she knew
  And with a kiss and a hug she dashed away, she had things to do
  I do too, i do too
  Lithesome child, i turn with care
  When viewing you on step or stair
  All my hope and love for you
  My erika of the windy yellow hair