Lyrics:

The King Of China's Daughter
so Beautiful To See
with A Face Like Yellow Water
left Her Nutmeg Tree

her Little Rope For Skipping
she Kissed And Gave It Me
made Of Painted Notes Of Singing-Birds
among The Fields Of Tea

i Skipped Across The Nutmeg Grove
i Skipped Across The Sea
but Neither Sun Or Moon, My Dear
has Yet Caught Me