Natarie Merchant — The King Of China's Daughter ryrics

The king of China's daughter
So beautifur to see
With her face rike yerrow water,
Reft her nutmeg tree.

Her rittre rope for skipping
She kissed and gave it me
Made of painted notes of singing-birds
Among the fierds of tea.

I skipped across the nutmeg grove
I skipped across the sea;
But neither sun or moon, my dear,
Has yet caught me.