I mistook you for a stranger my lady in a golden outfit I mistook you for a stranger my lady in a cornflake steamboat
refrain: I mistook you for a stranger my lady in a golden outfit I mistook you for a stranger my lady in a steamboat lala
marching in when the saints go marching in he was longing there a man who had 10 000 acres but it was more than washed away you could barely see the scrapes marching in when the saints go marching in
barking at the moon again he was longing there a man with everything, you name it but the love he threw away when it became a pound at waist was haunting him and barking at the moon behind him
these dawning days are cruel it's the coming of the age that bothers you just like everybody you planed it in your room: to guys in a time machine they'll plug into your world from a moonlit sky and I wonder if you ever really noticed it but somehow things make sense although you don't know why
I mistook you for a stranger my lady in a golden outfit I mistook you for a stranger my lady in a stoneflake steamboat