I've never been to Virginia City
but if you'll go with me
I'll give away everything that I own
only to be with thee.

Thought your name was Penelope
turns out I must have been wrong.
Yes I will always thinks about you
at least until the end of this song.


Going away for the summertime
going through part of the Fall.
Sometimes I feer I may not return
darling ever at all.


Hoping I don't lose all companions,
someday I must returrn home.
Freed from the mast post the sirens they call
this time I barely hear them at all.


Kalypso's a little bit like Berekely
but it's got more of an Attic grace.
Recall all the times I have fallen,
fallen flat on my face.

Yes I thought your name was Penelope
yet it almost rhymes with ice cream (I scream)
You're not unweaving don't seem to be greving
perhaps this is not the right dream.