Oh, Sister of AlexandriaHair is golden like the sun
Watery blue eyes reflect the vista
And the azure sky above
Oh, look down to the valley,
What a sight to behold
Hold me, Sister of Alexandria
I think I may be getting old.
Come on up, I wanna go on up
Come on down, I wanna go on down.
Oh, Sister of Alexandria
Why can I only see you once a year?
When the sun pours down upon the Sierra
But traps a coldness that freezes fear
(repeat 2 & 3)