Cherise was brushing her long hair gently down
It was the afternoon of carnival
As she brushes it gently down
Rubin was strumming his painted mandolin
It was inlaid with a pretty face and jade
Played the carnival parade
Chereise was dressing as Pirouette in white
When a fatal vision gripped her tight
Cherise beware tonight
Rubin, Rubin tell me truly true
I feel afraid and I don't know why I do
Is there another girl for you?
If you could see my heart
You would know it's true
There's none Cherise, except for you, except for you
I'd swear to it on my very soul
If I lie, may I fall down cold
When Rubin played on his painted mandolin
The breeze would pause to listen in
Before going its way again
Masquerade began when nightfall finally woke
Like waves against the bandstand
Dancers broke to the painted mandolin
Looking out on the crowd
Who is standing there?
Sweet Ruby Claire and Rubin stared, and Rubin stared
She was dressed as Pirouette in red
And her hair hung gently down
The crowd pressed round
Ruby stood as though alone
Rubin's song took on a different tone
And he played it just for her
The song that he played was the carnival parade
Each note cut a thread of Cherise's fate
It cut through like a blade
Rubin's playing his painted mandolin
When Ruby froze and turned to stone
For the strings played all alone
The voice of Cherise from the face of the mandolin
Singing Rubin, Rubin tell me true
For I have no one but you
If you could see my heart
You would know it's true
There's none Cherise, except for you, except for you
I'd swear to it on my very soul
If I lie, may I fall down cold
The truth of love an unsung song must tell
The course of love must follow blind
Without a look behind
Rubin walked the streets of New Orleans 'til dawn
Cherise so lightly in his arms
And her hair hung gently down