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