Tall Lover Man

Two lovers stood in the white, white sand
Dark-eyed maiden and her tall lover man
With surprise and pain in her eyes
She clung to the hand of her tall lover man
"Are you lying to me, aren't you Jim?" she asked him
"That fair-haired girl with those blue, blue eyes
Is not your wife, is she Jim?"
With tears in her eyes and her sad, sad cries
She clung to the hand of her tall lover man

In the darkness he let go of her hand
"I'm not to blame, it was a game
Because that fair-haired woman is my wife
And she will be all of my life"
"You're lying to me, aren't you Jim?" she asked him
"If loving me was a sport, then your life shall be short"
She said to him, "My Jim"
And the blade of the maid struck the man
And the blood flowed in the sand from her tall lover man

Two lovers lying in the white, white sand
"I'll die with you, my tall lover man"
And her blade found its mark in the dark
She clung to the hand of her tall lover man
"You're lying to me, aren't you Jim?" she asked him
"That fair-haired girl won't be your wife, will she Jim?"
With tears in her eyes and sad, sad cries
She died in the sand with her tall lover man