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