Golden hair which has a golden length
Can make you smile awhile
And today you regret tomorrow's tears

(Standing on a cloud I followed her on her way)
(I wave goodbye to her)
But she's back, but she's back

(She knew well her religion when she was out of her depth)
(To believe in the local hobo)
And she's back, back again

(With her she brings three gifts)
(Her notorious wraith from abroad)
(A coloured, stuffy breath for me)
(And an antique picture of herself)
(Dressed in souvenirs and in)
(White Swans' Marriage Clothes)
(White Swans' Marriage Clothes)
(White Swans' Marriage Clothes .)

Golden hair which has a golden length
Can make you smile awhile
And today you regret tomorrow's tears