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