Come on, come on




There she stands, this lovely creature


There she stands, there she stands

With her hair full of ribbons


And green gloves on her hands




So I asked this lovely creature


Yes I asked, yes I asked


Would she walk with me a while

Through this night so vast?





She took my hand, this lovely creature

"Yes", she said, "Yes", she said


"Yes, I'll walk with you a while"


I was a joyful man, she led




Over hills, this lovely creature


Over mountains, over ranges

By great pyramids and sphinxs


We met drifters and strangers




Oh the sands, my lovely creature


And the mad, moaning winds


At night the deserts writhed

With diabolical things





All through the night, through the night

The wind lashed and it whipped me


When I got home


My creature was no longer with me




Go, come on




Somewhere she lies, this lovely creature


Beneath the slow drifting sands


With her hair full of ribbons

And green gloves on her hands