Queen of the Senior Prom

Little girl, all t     he world     will be yours    to – night,

My queen   of      the      sen –      ior p     rom;

And someday you’ll re – call being belle of    the b     all

In your beau – ti –    ful g     own   of white.

But the years dis – ap – pear, fading out    of si     ght,

And leave on –      ly     mem –      o – r     ies.

So if you have   a ch     ance, won’t you save me     a da     nce,

My queen of t     he s   en – ior p     rom.

My sweet   co –      ed,    my c    ur – ly h    ead,

You’re mother’s pride and joy;

Here comes your      date, don’t let   him w    ait —

He sure   is       a     luck –       y b     oy.

Run along, run      a – long, little girl    of m     ine,

But sweet – heart      be –     fore      you      go,

Your D     ad   has      a right      to a kiss good – night,

My qu     een   of      the s     en – ior p     rom.

Little girl, all t     he world     will be yours    to – night,

My queen of t     he s   en – ior p     rom.