The garden
Alone
While the dew
Is still on the roses
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on

Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on

Calling on
Calling on

I come
The garden
Is still on the roses
Alone
Oh, oh, oh
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on (There he was)

Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
Calling on, on, on
And the voice I hear
Calling on, on, on
Calling on
Is still on the roses