sigh . .

Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman,
Let´s go make a picture
On the island of Stromboli, Ingrid Bergman

Ingrid Bergman, you´re so perty,
You´d make any mountain quiver
You´d make my fire fly from the crater
Ingrid Bergman

This old mountain it´s been waiting
All ist life for you to work it
For your hand to touch the hardrock,
Ingrid Bergman, Ingrid Bergman

If you´ll walk across my camera,
I will flash the world your story,
I will pay you more than money, Ingrid Bergman

Not by pennies dimes nor quarters,
But with happy sons and daughters,
And they´ll sing around Stromboli,
Ingrid Bergman

Nice one, Reimers - forgot about that Guthrie song. Actually have it back in the UK . . or maybe it's the Billy Bragg version

Yeah, Billy Bragg and Wilco Mermaid Avenue album.

Here is a link to the song. It's been stuck in my head since I posted the lyrics a few days ago.

Thanks, made me pine for my CD collection