The Clovers

She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet was the night Softer than satin was the light From the stars She wore blue velvet Bluer than velvet were her eyes Warmer than May her tender sighs Love was ours Ours, the love I held tightly Feeling the rapture grow Like a flame burning brightly But when she left Gone was the golw of blue velvet *But in my heart there'll always be Precious and warm the memory Through the years And I still can see blue velvet Through my tears She wore blue velvet