There she stand, this lovely creature

There she stand, 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 sphinxes

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