Like the ghost of someone dear She comes to haunt me in my sleep Still unable to sincerely give her heart away for keeps Pretty girl, why? Pretty girl, why not love me? Pretty girl, why? Pretty girl, why? There she leaves me twice as lonely as I was but yesterday Keeping such a hold upon my thoughts So near, yet far away Pretty girl, why? Pretty girl, why not love me? Pretty girl, why? Pretty girl, why? The minstrel boy has gone to war now Burdened with his father's sword Still she doesn't see how she can give him peace amidst the horror Pretty girl, why? Pretty girl, why not love me? Pretty girl, why? Pretty girl, why?