With wildflowers in her golden sweet hair
While she was locked in that vile tower
She braided her long hair once an hour

With her heart broken and very gloom
she heard a joyful peaceful tune
her lovely heart felt a wee bit swoon

She ran to her tall old tower window
And noticed the flowers freshly bloomed
Then she noticed the handsome groomed man

She told him her horrifying tale
Every night when the pale moon shined fourth
She would let down her frail gorgeous hair

And the Prince Flynn Ryder came to see her
He would do a little fancy spin
My dear beloved and my one and only

Sending shivers up Rapunzel’s skin
Making her fall deeply in love with him
Her...