Cerise was brushing her long hair gently down It was the afternoon of Carnival As she brushes it gently down
Reuben was strumming his painted mandolin It was enlaid with a pretty face in jade Played the Carnival Parade
Cerise was dressing as Pirouette in white When a fatal vision gripped her tight Cerise, beware tonight
Reuben, Reuben, tell me truly true I feel afraid and I don't know why I do Is there another girl for you
If you could see in my heart You would know it's true There is none, Cerise, except for you Except for you I swear to it on my very soul If I lie may I fall down cold
When Reuben played on his painted mandolin The breeze would stop and listen in Before going its way again
Masquerade began when nightfall finally woke Like waves against the bandstand dancers broke To the painted mandolin
Looking out on the crowd, who is standing there? Sweet Ruby Claire at Reuben stared At Reuben stared She was dressed as Pirouette in red And her hair hung gently down
The crowd pressed round, Ruby stood as though alone Reuben's song took on a different tone And he played it just for her
The song that he played was the Carnival Parade Each note cut a thread of Cerise's fate It cut through like a blade
Reuben was playing his painted mandolin When Ruby froze and turned to stone For the strings played all alone
If you could see in my heart You would know it's true There is none, Cerise, except for you Except for you
The voice of Cerise from the face of the mandolin Singing Reuben, Reuben, tell me true For I have no one but you
If you could see my heart You would know it's true There is none, Cerise, except for you Except for you I swear to it on my very soul If I lie, may I fall down cold
Ahoy, old ferryman, riverboat of Charon ride Please take sweet Cerise to the other side For my dear Cerise has died
The truth of love an unsung song must tell The course of love must follow blind Without a look behind
Reuben walked the streets of New Orleans till dawn Cerise so lightly in his arms And her hair hung gently down