Ada, my rarest bud from the valley Your hair of fire and skin of Have coursed me to the heights of the mountains In of the cure for a rampant fever Your beauty's power, it me now I and scour the land for the desert flower
For beauty and perfume I'd stake my house and my The gold is in the river but the flower's in my hand With a leaf and a broken petal, I'll paint the king and queen And to the goldsmith with my flower I'll buy your ring
Tulip, With one word I'd Oxen, and wheat and rye Land on the seaside Tulip, With one word I'd The finest man can buy And a pearl for to pay my
Then with my rarest bowl to her father's Like gold for lamb or wool for clam I gave that man a bowl for his Ada Your heart is mine and it's mine And she replied, "my fate lies on yon horizon's tethered me to the sky"
The match arranged, and vows and the dove flew away The bells spilled out the hollow canyon on our day To me she her hand and to death do us part But the will nest with one that she has promised her heart
Tulip, With one I'd a-buy The bed from which our sons rise And the window she cries Tulip, With one word I'd A net to catch the birds that fly from the where she cries
He reaches out and I Spilling the bribes from his paw The broken petals climbing the my oxygen, no air at all From the bed I him call But I answer cooing the night falls The cotton is storming the hall Cutting my to no sight at all
I tied the tulip her neck Like a red lead And blindfold and around And round and To the banks of the river and walk My love into the rushing water And by her long hair, red Hair-pulled my love there under she drown
For beauty and perfume I'd stake my and my lands My love is sleeping in the river but the flower's in my With a leaf and a broken petal keep her all to me And to the river with my I'll my true love sing
Your water is in my friend Ready to Water, oh water my kin me out This Eine is mercy at last Die as she for He's waiting with a nest My true
Tulip, one word I'd a-buy A veil parted o'er my bride And the breath as my love died Tulip, With one word I'd A that parted o'er my bride And the from the bluest eye