(Peter Green)

Now when the day goes to sleep and the full moon looks

And the night is so black that the darkness cooks

And you come creeping around, making me do things I don't want to do



Can't believe that she needs my love so bad

Come sneaking around, trying to drive me mad

Busting in all my dreams, making me see things I don't want to see



'Cause you're the Green Manalishi with the two-pronged crown

All night dragging us up, or you're bringing us down

Just taking my love, and slip away

Leaving me here, trying to keep from following you