Her mother picked me flowers
From a field near where they live
From a son-in-law she may never see
From a Greek lady I may never meet
Her mother picked me flowers

Her mother cried a little
When she heard about the news
For a young man’s hopes in tatters
And her daughter’s shattered dreams
Her mother cried a little

Her mother picked me flowers
And that she should know one thing
I’d love to meet that sweet lady
And touch her cheek
And see her smile
And feel what that might bring
Her mother picked me flowers