Cerise was brushing her long hair gently down
It was the afternoon of Carnival
As she brushes it gently down
Reuben was strumming his painted mandolin
It was enlaid with a pretty face in jade
Played the Carnival Parade
Cerise was dressing as Pirouette in white
When a fatal vision gripped her tight
Cerise, beware tonight
Reuben, Reuben, tell me truly true
I feel afraid and I don't know why I do
Is there another girl for you
If you could see in my heart
You would know it's true
There is none, Cerise, except for you
Except for you
I swear to it on my very soul
If I lie may I fall down cold
When Reuben played on his painted mandolin
The breeze would stop and listen in
Before going its way again
Masquerade began when nightfall finally woke
Like waves against the bandstand dancers broke
To the painted mandolin
Looking out on the crowd, who is standing there?
Sweet Ruby Claire at Reuben stared
At Reuben stared
She was dressed as Pirouette in red
And her hair hung gently down
The crowd pressed round, Ruby stood as though alone
Reuben's song took on a different tone
And he played it just for her
The song that he played was the Carnival Parade
Each note cut a thread of Cerise's fate
It cut through like a blade
Reuben was playing his painted mandolin
When Ruby froze and turned to stone
For the strings played all alone
If you could see in my heart
You would know it's true
There is none, Cerise, except for you
Except for you
The voice of Cerise from the face of the mandolin
Singing Reuben, Reuben, tell me true
For I have no one but you
If you could see my heart
You would know it's true
There is none, Cerise, except for you
Except for you
I swear to it on my very soul
If I lie, may I fall down cold
Ahoy, old ferryman, riverboat of Charon ride
Please take sweet Cerise to the other side
For my dear Cerise has died
The truth of love an unsung song must tell
The course of love must follow blind
Without a look behind
Reuben walked the streets of New Orleans till dawn
Cerise so lightly in his arms
And her hair hung gently down
