Here comes Sue and she looks crazy

Skipping down the hillside gaily

looking like the flowers that bloom in May

Won't you make your reservation?

I will meet you at the station

Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day?

Follow my lead, it is no wonder, I seem to be so high

Living my dreams the way I ought to

As the days go rolling by

See me strolling through the meadow

With you baby by my side

Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day?



See the streamline blue horizon

With you baby by the way

Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day?

You can make your reservation

I will meet you at the station

When you come to see me, All Saints Day



When you come to see me, All Saints Day

When you come to see me, All Saints Day.