We go riding
just as often as we can
in the valley
by the Marguerita's Strand
on a jet-black thoroughbred
with Orion overhead
and the tip of hsi arrow bent
for the Bear

O Maria
you're the darkness in my mare
Hallelujah
see the men and children stare
see the sky with its sunken cheeks
cast an eye to the snowy peaks
how its heart is a famished road
O Valentine

'Cause you'll be mine
come summertime
oh you'll be mine
come summertime

O to hell
with poetry
and to Death's aristocracy
'cause the things you do to me
you do just fine

And you'll be mine
come summertime
oh you'll be mine
come summertime
oh you'll be mine
come summertime
time

We go riding
just as often as we can