[Verse 1]

Lady called the blue boy love, she took him home

Made himself an idol, yes, so he turned to stone

Like a pilgrim she travelled

To place her flowers before his granite grace

And she prayed aloud for love to waken in his face

In his face, oh

[Verse 2]

Sometimes in the evening he would read to her

Roll her in his arms and give his seed to her

She would wake in the morning without him and go to the window

And look out through the pane

But the statue in her garden, he always looked the same

He looked the same, oh

[Verse 3]

Bring her boots of leather and she will dance for him

Shyly from a feather fan, she'll glance for him

Here he comes after midnight to find her again

He will come a few times more

Till he finds a lady statue standing in a door

In her door, oh