Golden, Golden - Silly Wizard

Slowly, slowly, walk the path

And you might never stumble or fall

Slowly, slowly, walk the path

And you might never fall in love at all

Golden, golden, is her hair

Like the morning sun over fields of corn

Golden, golden, is her love

So sweet and clear and warm

Lonely, lonely, is the heart

That ne’er another can call its own

Lonely, lonely, lies the part

That has to live all alone

Wildly, wildly, beats the heart

With a rush of love like a mountain stream

Wildly, wildly, play your part

As free as a wild bird’s dream