AT THE FALL OF BABYLON
There came a maid, mountain maid, down in Babylon,
She loved a King, mighty King, down in Babylon.
There was a lad, wistful lad who loved her too
So that he could win this maiden’s hand
He betrayed his King and native land,
When the fight was o’er, his dreams came true.
At the fall of Babylon,
In the long ago,
By a wall in Babylon
Shone love’s light aglow,
Temples tall and Towers all
Vanished with the dawn,
Love was strong and carried on
At the fall of Babylon.
She was a wild mountain child, with a manner bold,
She was a child undefiled with a heart of gold,
Sought by the priests and beasts of Babylon,
To the King she owed her gratitude
Loyal and faithful was her attitude,
But too late she warned him of his fate.