Intro: #1. A beggarly, account of empty boxes, that is all I own in this world..oh, Di-ana, sweet Di-ana. #2. To flirt and fling, a young girl dressed in ribbons. Taking fancies to those like you, oh, Di-ana, sweet Di-ana. Bridge: Yet, you wait with morning in your hair, and now I need good reas-on, but I've none to spare. You are just a leaf that I have turned, and I am like a match that slowly burns. #3. A beggarly, account of empty boxes, that is all I own in this world..oh, Di-ana, sweet Di-ana. OUTRO: (Fade.)