Golden Arrow

Who can shoot the golden arrow?
And who can bend the magic bow?
Men that can shoot the golden arrow
He will, and then marry the beautiful queen
For days, the contest went on
The queen impatiently said:
«For no woman found to be strong enough
To pull the magic arrow back»
And the queen said, who, who
Who can shoot the golden arrow?
Who can bend the magic bow?
I wanna know
Men came from miles around
They all wanna get the queen’s hand
Some came by boats from across the water
Some came by the burning sand
And the queen said, who, who
Who can shoot the golden arrow?
Who can bend the magic bow?
I wanna know
The queen looked to the sky
She saw Little Richard comin', flyin' on a flying rug
He took the string and the arrow in his hand
And it flew to the heavens above
The queen said, who, who
I shot that golden arrow
You know I bent the magic bow
She oughta know
Yeah, yeah, she oughta know