Lyrics:

Come back little Sheba
I hear them calling
Open your eyes
Awake from thy sleep
High above, the stars are fallin'
Open your arms, you shall receive
The lights of the city
So bold and flashin'
All of it's riches imparted to thee
Robes of saffron
Robes of standin'
A road of crimson
Spread at your feet
Your robes of standin'
Your robes of saffron
Your road of crimson is pleasing to me
But close your lights
Close your gates
I must arise
My flock awaits

Farewell little Sheba
I hear them a-calling
Here is your staff
Tend to thy sheep
Good wishes be with you
If that be your calling
Farewell little Sheba
Arise and take leave
Farewell little Sheba
Arise and take leave