[Verse 1]
Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman
Let's go make a picture on the island of Stromboli
Ingrid Bergman

[Verse 2]
Ingrid Bergman, you're so perty
You'd make any mountain quiver
You'd make fire fly from the crater, Ingrid Bergman

[Chorus]
This old mountain, it's been waiting
All its life for you to work it
For your hand to touch its hard rock
Ingrid Bergman
Ingrid Bergman

[Verse 3]
If you'll walk across my camera
I will flash the world your story
I will pay you more than money, Ingrid Bergman

[Verse 4]
Not by pennies dimes nor quarters
But with happy sons and daughters
And they'll sing around Stromboli, Ingrid Bergman
[Chorus]
This old mountain, it's been waiting
All its life for you to work it
For your hand to touch its hard rock
Ingrid Bergman
Ingrid Bergman