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
  But today she had a song to sing and a poem she knew
  And with a kiss and a hug she just 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 with the windy yellow hair