My baby's been away so long
Now the shades of evening are gone
My baby's been away so long
The abyss lists the letters I sent
Fortunes gained and portions spent
I hear an echo in a light blue dawn
And I go see but I know she is gone
My baby's been away so long
You can take whatever food that you want
I'm not hungry now that my honey is gone
Some inconceivable, medieval wrong
Has cast itself upon my home
I am the hair of an Ishmaelite
You are the feather of a bird in flight
My baby's been away so long
Now the shades of morning have come
My baby's been away so long