If you ever chance to journey down Hindu way,
They will keep a candle burning for you night and day,
Loyal gods and mystic places guide you from all harm,
Loving arms are there to greet you
When the rest refuse to meet you.
Down in Hindu Town. Almond eyes of brown,
Land were the incense is burning,
Now if you give my word good heeding,
You will find a lane that's leading,
Down into your heart,
If you ever start,
You'll find welcome for you there,
Listen to a Hindu pray'r,
Down in Hindu Town.
In the oriental breezes the palm trees sway,
In this land of love it pleases to go back each day,
Mystic arts and trusting hearts will help you on your way,
They will guide you like a mother, ev'ry boy will be your brother.