On Earth My Nina

Her burden of things walking out

Her burden of things walking out

On Earth my Nina

On Earth my Nina

God forbid a vaguer feat

National hell mock me

Say the sparrow wants a morbid arrow

Here's a quarter; that's the one I want

Maybe I'll buy the whirlwind

That always keeps me yearning

Her sitter's down there mourning

Her burden of things walking out

Her burden of things walking out

On Earth my Nina

On Earth my Nina