Lyrics:

There is a nice, pretty girl
In a far away land
When people pass by her tent
They always stop and take a double-glimpse

I wish I can be a young lamb
Running towards you, until I am by your side
I wish her narrow quirt
Always whips me gently

There is a nice, pretty girl
In a far away land
I wish her narrow quirt
Always whips me gently

I wish her narrow quirt
Always whips me gently