Jingle Jangle Joe - Arabesque

He came from the mountains to our little town

And he never spoke a word

But he played every day in a lovely way

Little tunes I had never heard

When he played his flute

His eyes seemed to be like mirrors of times gone by

I don’t know if I saw what I should not see

But I looked right into his heart

I looked right into his heart

I found out one evening only by chance

Where he spent his lonely nights

There he slept in the church on the marble floor

And his flute lay by his side

As I woke him up and said

Won’t you come to my house where it’s nice and warm

He said

Please let me be, for I am not freeAnd I don’t wanna break your heart

I don’t wanna break your heart

When early one morning I came to the place

Where he used to play his flute

He was gone

But a song that will never die

Seemed to linger on in the sky

He’s an Indio boy

And his folks

Far away

They are praying

Indio boy come home when you are a man

He’s an Indio Boy

And he longs for the girl who is waitinc

Indio Boy

Come home as soon as you can

He’s an Indio Boy till the day he will be a man