Azimuth Split Sweet Sister Of Alexandria
Oh, Sister of AlexandriaHair is golden like the sun
Watery blue eyes reflect the vista
And the azure sky above
Oh, look down to the valley,
What a sight to behold
Hold me, Sister of Alexandria
I think I may be getting old.
Come on up, I wanna go on up
Come on down, I wanna go on down.
Oh, Sister of Alexandria
Why can I only see you once a year?
When the sun pours down upon the Sierra
But traps a coldness that freezes fear
(repeat 2 & 3)
