Ruby, sweet Ruby, what makes you so sad
You mourn and your fret and your eyes are so red
Why, you even cry when curled up in bed
It’s a sad sight to see you cry your heart out
Its such a sorry sight that it would quail a heart stout
Ruby, dear Ruby, do you pine for a lost lad?
It was but last night that something spoilt your mood
And left you with no appetite to even taste the food
What is it that troubles you, I pray you tell me, do
That I may have a chance in sharing your grief too
Something lurks in your mind, aye, even in your heart
Your eyes, in a daze, from here to there, do dart
Ruby, dear Ruby, what makes you so sad
Ruby, dear Ruby, do you pine for a lost lad?
Your pink cheeks have donned a hue dark red
Your cherry red lips quiver but leave words unsaid
You do not, as usual, sit by the fire and sing
You do not, today, any happiness with you, bring
I wonder what has changed you in a single night
Even the thought of it makes me shudder with fright.
Ruby, dear Ruby , what makes you so sad
Do tell me the reason, after all, I’m your dad…