Lyrics:

She stands all alone with her sorrow Like a bird that's afraid to sing She lives for the pain tomorrow Will bring Will she call if she starts to fall Or will she silent go



Her scarlet jasmine is tucked away 'Neath her vest of purest gold And her eyes can't hardly help but say I'm cold Will she call if she starts to fall Or will she silent go



The winds that howl behind her face Through the falsehoods in her mind Ain't strong enough to leave her lace Behind



Her shelter starts to tremble As it holds her mind away From the golden flashin' cymbals That say Will she call if she starts to fall Or will she silent go



Then a virgin mistress again she comes Now no longer is she free To play upon her gypsy drums For me Will she call if she starts to fall Or will she silent go