Your long golden hair
Is worth more than the diamonds
All of the diamonds
In the richest mine

Or all of the pearls
In all of the necklaces
All of the necklaces
Put in a line

But as you bathe in this sunlit dream
You know that nothing is what it seems

Your long golden hair
Is worth more than the gold
All the gold
In the mine's richest seam

Or all of the dreams
The countless dreams
The countless dreams
That poets do dream

Your long golden hair
Will continue to shine
Buried deep
In the pure white snow

Your long golden hair
will continue to shine
even when your soul
Your soul does go