High on the Mantel
High on the Mantel Lyrics
High on the mantel rose a moan
It came from an idol carved in bone
"Oh, it's so lonesome here alone,
With no one near to love me!"
A cautious smile came over the face
Of a pensive maid on a Grecian vase
"Are you sure," she said, with charming grace,
"There's no one near to love you?"