Veronica sits in her favorite chair
These days I'm afraid she's not even sure
And a young man sailed on a ship in the sea
And all the time she laughs at those
Veronica, Veronica, oh, Veronica
Do you suppose that waiting hands on eyes
Did the days drag by? Did the favors wane?
Will you wake from your dream, with a wolf at the door

She sits very quiet and still
Saying, "You can call me anything you like
Who shout her name and steal her clothes
Well, I used to know a girl and I could have sworn
If her name is Veronica
Did he roam down the town all the while?
Well, she used to have a carefree mind of her own
Well, it was all of sixty-five years ago
Who shout her name and steal her clothes

Veronica has gone to hide?
And as she closed her eyes upon the world
She spoke his name out loud again
When the world was the street where she lived
And all the time she laughs at those

And picked upon the bones of last weeks news

And all the time she laughs at those
With a picture of Veronica
And they call her a name that they never get right
Veronica, Veronica

Veronica has gone to hide?
But she used to have a carefree mind of her own

That her name was Veronica
Veronica has gone to hide?
Who shout her name and steal her clothes
And if they don't then nobody else will
And a delicate look in her eye
Do you suppose that waiting hands on eyes

Reaching out for Veronica?
Do you suppose that waiting hands on eyes
But my name is Veronica"
On the 'Empress of India'
With devilish look in her eye
Veronica, Veronica