Eileen Farrell
The Maria
She climbs a tree and scrapes her kneeHer dress has got a tearShe waltzes on her way to MassAnd whistles on the stairAnd underneath her wimpleShe has curlers in her hairI even heard her singing in the abbeyShe's always late for chapelBut her penitence is realShe's always late for everythingExcept for every mealI hate to have to say itBut I very firmly feelMaria's not an asset to the abbeyI'd like to say a word in her behalfMaria makes me laughHow do you solve a problem like Maria?How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?How do you find a word that means Maria?A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp! A clown!Letras de cancionesMany a thing you know you'd like to tell herMany a thing she ought to understandBut how do you make her stayAnd listen to all you sayHow do you keep a wave upon the sandOh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?When I'm with her I'm confusedOut of focus and bemusedAnd I never know exactly where I amUnpredictable as weatherShe's as flighty as a featherShe's a darling! She's a demon! She's a lamb!She'd out pester any pestDrive a hornet from its nestShe could throw a whirling dervish out of whirlShe is gentle! She is wild!She's a riddle! She's a child!She's a headache! She's an angel!She's a girl!How do you solve a problem like Maria?How do you catch a cloud and pin it down?How do you find a word that means Maria?A flibbertijibbet! A will-o'-the wisp!A clown!Many a thing you know you'd like to tell herMany a thing she ought to understandBut how do you make her stayAnd listen to all you sayHow do you keep a wave upon the sandOh, how do you solve a problem like Maria?How do you hold a moonbeam in your hand?
From Letras Mania