The Red Dress

I always saw,

I always said  If I were grown and free,

I'd have a gown of reddest red  As fine as you could see,

To wear out walking, sleek and slow,  Upon a Summer day,

And there'd be one to see me so  And flip the world away.

And he would be a gallant one,  With stars behind his eyes,

And hair like metal in the sun,  And lips too warm for lies.

I always saw us, gay and good,  High honored in the town.

Now I am grown to womanhood….  I have the silly gown.