O my love is light as a dove
Her skin is fair and dark is her hair
And her eyes dart ’round and fall on the ground
And her lips move along to an old country song
Down south you will find among the high pines
An old liquor store where we danced on the floor
O the light on the wall, it brightens the hall
But the room in the back is quiet and black

What keeps me alive is the green in her eyes
And the sweet distant drone of her voice on the phone
Could I hear, in death, her voice and her breath?
Could I hear them sounds in life underground?

O lightly she walks among the white storks
And, crane in her neck, she steps from the deck
Could I bow in the sand to your lily white hand?
Can my head gently rest in your lily white breast?

O my love is light as a dove
Her skin is fair and dark is her hair
And her eyes dart ’round and fall on the ground
And her lips move along to an old country song