Ingrid Bergman

[Verse 1] Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman Let's go make a picture on the island of Stromboli Ingrid Bergman [Verse 2] Ingrid Bergman, you're so perty You'd make any mountain quiver You'd make fire fly from the crater, Ingrid Bergman [Chorus] This old mountain, it's been waiting All its life for you to work it For your hand to touch its hard rock Ingrid Bergman Ingrid Bergman [Verse 3] If you'll walk across my camera I will flash the world your story I will pay you more than money, Ingrid Bergman [Verse 4] Not by pennies dimes nor quarters But with happy sons and daughters And they'll sing around Stromboli, Ingrid Bergman [Chorus] This old mountain, it's been waiting All its life for you to work it For your hand to touch its hard rock Ingrid Bergman Ingrid Bergman