Here comes Sue and she looks crazy
   Skipping down the hillside gaily
   looking like the flowers that bloom in May
   Won't you make your reservation?
   I will meet you at the station
   Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day?
  
   Follow my lead, it is no wonder, I seem to be so high
   Living my dreams the way I ought to
   As the days go rolling by
   See me strolling through the meadow
   With you baby by my side
   Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day?
  
   See the streamline blue horizon
   With you baby by the way
   Won't you come and see me, All Saints Day?
   You can make your reservation
   I will meet you at the station
   When you come to see me, All Saints Day
  
   When you come to see me, All Saints Day
   When you come to see me, All Saints Day.