Ada, my rarest bud from the desert valley*
Your hair of fire and skin of snow
Have coursed me to the heights of the desert mountains
In search of the cure for a rampant fever
Your beauty's power, it plagues me now
 [bad word] and scour the land for the desert flower

For beauty and perfume I'd stake my house and my lands
The gold is sleeping in the river but the flower's in my hand
With a paler leaf and a broken petal, I'll paint the king and queen
And to the goldsmith with my flower I'll buy your wedding ring

Tulip, tulip
With one bud I'd a-buy
Oxen, sheep and wheat and rye
Land on the north seaside
Tulip, tulip
With one word I'd a-buy
The finest dresses man can buy
And a pearl for to pay my bride

Then with my rarest bulb to her father's garden
Like gold for lamb or wool for clam I gave that man a bulb for his daughter Ada.
Your heart is mine and it's mine forever
And she replied, "my fate that lies on yon horizon's tethered me to the sky"

The match arranged, and vows exchanged and the dove flew away
The bells spilled out the hollow canyon on our wedding day
To me she gave her hand and to death do us part
But the bird will nest with one that she has promised her heart

Tulip, tulip
With one bud I'd a-buy
The bed from which our sons will rise
And the window where she cries
Tulip, tulip
With one word I'd a-buy
net to catch the birds that fly from the window where she cries

He reaches out and I withdraw
Spilling the flowering bribes from his paw
[ Jesca Hoop Lyrics are found on [bad word] ]
The broken petals climbing the walls
Stealing my oxygen, no air at all
From the bed I hear him call
But I answer cooing when the night falls
The cotton sword is storming the hall
Cutting my vision to no sight at all

I tied the tulip around her neck
Like a red lead sinker
And blindfold and spin around
And round and round
To the banks of the river and then walk
My [bad word] love into [bad word] water
And by her long hair, bleeding red
Hair-pulled my love there under until she drowner

For beauty and perfume I'd stake my house and my lands
My love is sleeping in the river but the flower's in my hand
With a paler leaf and a broken petal
I'll keep her all to me
And to the river with my flower
I'll hear my [bad word] love sing

Your water is still in my friend
Ready to drown
Water, water oh water my kin
Carry me out
This Eine (?) river is mercy at last
Die as she laughs for
He's waiting with a dove's nest
My [bad word] love

Tulip, tulip
With one bud I'd a-buy
veil that parted o'er my bride
And the breath as my [bad word] love died
Tulip, tulip
With one word I'd a-buy
veil that parted o'er my bride
And the blue from the bluest eye