She takes my breath away

Whenever she glides across the room

My mouth drops open

And I thank God for the opportunity to see her in full bloom

Dandelion-colored hair flying with the breeze

She's easy on the eyes

And softer on the soul

She makes the cold-hearted stone statures cry

Maryland gave us her finest pearl

The state fished from the sea

You take Annapolis and Baltimore

And I take the girl bathed in beauty

I'm so glad she crossed the Mason-Dixon Line

People marked on their calendars the date

That she crossed the legendary dividing border

From the Old Line State to the Keystone State

Alas, poor Maryland lost the marvelous prize

But she still is the queen of the Annapolis shore

The baroness of Baltimore

And the grandest title of all, the Queen of Maryland