The Bells of St. Mary's
I hear they are calling
The young loves, the [bad word] loves [bad word] from the sea

And so my beloved
When red leaves are falling
The love bells shall ring out, ring out
For you and me

(Orchestral Break)

The Bells of St. Mary's
I hear they are calling
The young loves, the [bad word] loves [bad word] from the sea

And so my beloved
When red leaves are falling
The love bells shall ring out, ring out
For you and me