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 fast
She took my hand, this lovely creature

"Yes", she said, "Yes", she said
"Yes, I'll walk with you a while"
It 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
Through the night, through the night

The wind lashed and it whipped me
When I got home, my lovely creature
She was no longer with me

Somewhere she lies, this lovely creature
Beneath the slow drifting sands
With her hair full of ribbons

And green gloves on her hands