Lady Charlotte makes demands
Snaps her fingers and commands
All she sees it's all she knows
But day by day her sadness grows
Lady Charlotte lose your crown
Our stairs go neither up, nor down
Our loving care, cannot be bought
And silver spoons they count for naught
The smile of she who serves you tea
May be the last you ever see
May be the one to make you whole
Salve your body, calm your soul
Lady Charlotte speaks her mind
Says decent help is hard to find
One has to let them know who's boss
And draw the lines they mustn't cross
But like a child lies listening for
That gentle knock upon their door
The voice, the warmth, the pure delight
Of strangers wishing her goodnight
The smile of she who serves you tea
May be the last you ever see
May be the one to make you whole
Salve your body, calm your soul
The smile of she who serves you tea
May be the last you ever see
May be the one to make you whole
Salve your body, calm your soul
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Salve your body, calm your soul