Michael Nyman — Come unto these yellow sands lyrics
The page contains the lyrics of the song "Come unto these yellow sands" by Michael Nyman.
Lyrics
Come unto these yellow sands, and then take hands;
curtsied when you have and kissed the wild waves whist,
foot it featly here and there;
and, sweet sprites, the burden bear.
Hark! Hark! Bow-wow!
The watchdogs bark.
Bow-wow-wow-wow!
I hear the strain of the strutting chanticleer cry
cock-a-diddle-dow! Cock-a-diddle-dow!