Where the crane flies through the marshes and the turtles sun their shellsWhere the water rat goes swimming, that's where my swamp girl dwellsWhere the sunlight never wanders and the moonlight never fallsWhere the water's black with the devil's trap, that's where my swamp girl callsWhat did she say there, the girl with the golden hair, to make me follow her down there?How did she look when she took me by the hand?Tonight her hair will float in the water and the gold will no longer shineIt will spread like a fan in the water while she makes a mysterious signI have seen that sign beforeHer eyes aren't like the whippoorwill and her eyes aren't like the fallHer eyes are like the diamond back stretching in the dawnI have seen her face in the water and the chilling look in her eyesAnd if you see her, then you must flee her, never follow where disillusion liesOr will you go to the girl with the golden hair down there where her work is done?Will you embrace the night and turn your back on the sun?She'll say it's better there in the water where it's cool and calm and sereneShe will call you to come to the water, to a world made of emerald greenI have heard that call beforeI can hear it when I'm wearyI can hear it when I'm inI can hear it when the joy of living seems to have lost its thrillFor my swamp girl lives inside of me and she leaves me pale and wornShe dares me, she tears me like paper dolls are tornCalling come to the deep where your sleep is without a dreamCalling come to the deep where your sleep is without a dream