Henry Hadler, the boy from Camp Ville
Handsome son of beautiful Miss Fille
I forgot my heart in your small town
When I visited your lips at Sun Down
I read your letter asking me to make a decision
I decide to adore you like the saints of my religion
I choose to pray to my God
That you come searching for me in my thoughts
Then you'll find me hanging from a bridge
Will you fall with me or fall saving me
Fall for me so that I relax my grip
Onto the bridge of my principles and fall for you
Then will I know you treasure me
More than the muscle under your left breast
Yes I am on the pinacle of the earth now
I tell you surely, I shall be your other half
The cross you will carry with a smile and a half.