Lyrics:

Slowly, slowly, walk the path
And you might never stumble or fall
Slowly, slowly, walk the path
And you might never fall in love at all

Golden, golden, is her hair
Like the morning sun over fields of corn
Golden, golden, is her love
So sweet and clear and warm

Lonely, lonely, is the heart
That ne'er another can call its own
Lonely, lonely, lies the part
That has to live all alone

Golden, golden, is her hair
Like the morning sun over fields of corn
Golden, golden, is her love
So sweet and clear and warm

Wildly, wildly, beats the heart
With a rush of love like a mountain stream
Wildly, wildly, play your part
As free as a wild bird's dream

Golden, golden, is her hair
Like the morning sun over fields of corn
Golden, golden, is her love
So sweet and clear and warm

Golden, golden, is her hair
Like the morning sun over fields of corn
Golden, golden, is her love
So sweet and clear and warm