Monthgomery blues

1. Naught compares to my sweetheart,
Naught compares to my sweetheart.
She's a nymph, she's a nectarine.
I oft and close my orbs.

2. Well, she flies like a Philomela bird,
Well, she flies like a Philomela bird.
Under the Phoebus and she's a pharos
Of my wanderlasting ship.

3. A prime of my nervous life,
A prime of my hard and nervous life.
A Phosphor of my morning sky.
Strain called Monthgomery blues.

4. Her silvern laugh is sky born,
Her silvern laugh is sky born.
I'll take a train and my strain,
My strain is rebellow.

5. Profound of her eyes exitin' me,
Profound of her eyes exitin' me.
I'm singing strain that calls the same -
Monthgomery blues to me.