Emmilou is pretty Emmilou's fine And I wonder, I wonder What's on her mind I saw her twice in the Royal Blue café Emmilou, she's pretty And I'm a little bit scared I go there every Sunday I come alone hoping to find her A woman at the door She smiles and then she's gone And I am still waiting Emmilou, she hasn't come Oh, it frightens me Should I go back to my town? Should I go back to my town? Call me now and I will be coming Call me do and I won't be going Oh, shall we meet some day In a Royal Blue café Emmilou is pretty And I'm a little bit scared Emmilou is fine Emmilou is fine Emmilou and I Emmilou