On a pretty day
A lovely breeze blows her hair
I pour my heart out
My Fair Lady Jane
Your clogging is far from plain
I gift you flower
Writing this letter
Floods my wooden heart with hope
That my dear Jane clog
Will want to elope
Jane and John and baby dog
Together in love
To my dear John Clog
I thank you for your flowers
You’re an honest man
My heart is so full
Your dog may rest in my sole
Love is forever
Apples are okay
My John won’t lead me astray
The fruit of my soul
The sun sets over the bog
In holy matrimony
To love is to clog
Happy Valentine’s Day from The Northman’s Log