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.