If King Neptune’s wealth belonged to me,
"Catch the bait" is all you’d need to shout.
My realms under and above the sea -
I’d not hesitate to bail them out.

She would have a crystal house on a hill;
I’d be bound just like a chain-bred hound.
She’d have silver that from my rivers spills,
Gold that fills my rills and sacred ground!

If I were poor as a lonely dog
And my home had nothing there but need,
I would call on you to help me, God -
Don’t allow my life to go to seed!

She would have a crystal house on a hill;
I’d be bound just like a chain-bred hound.
She’d have silver that from my rivers spills,
Gold that fills my rills and sacred ground!

There’s no woman quite like you for me.
Execute me, shoot me, give me hell -
See, I gaze on you adoringly
Like on Madonna by Raphael.

She would have a crystal house on a hill;
I’d be bound just like a chain-bred hound.
She’d have silver that from my rivers spills,
Gold that fills my rills and sacred ground!