Through moon-shadowed valleys where killdeer are calling.
Scarlet are sandals of gypsy feet dancing
Through byways of beauty with Midas-gold falling.
Through moon-shadowed valleys where killdeer are calling,
Oh, where is my love to follow and woo me?
Through byways of beauty with Midas-gold falling
Only the echo of dreams will pursue me.
Oh, where is my love to follow and woo me
By moon-rippled water, and aspen bells ringing?
Only the echo of dreams will pursue me,
The mystery lingers, the night is for singing.
By moon-rippled water, and aspen bells ringing
Scarlet are sandals of gypsy feet dancing--
The mystery lingers, the night is for singing--
Gay is the laughter of autumn advancing.
