"I'm going away to leave you, love
I'm going away for awhile
But I'll return to you sometime
If I go ten thousand mile."
Chorus:
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose its motion, love
If I prove false to thee
"O have you seen those mournful doves
Flying from pine to pine
Mourning for their own true love
Just like I mourn for mine?"
(Chorus)
"O who will shoe your pretty little feet?
And who will glove your hands?
And who will kiss your rosy, red lips
When I'm in a far-off land?"
"Papa will shoe my pretty little feet
And mama will glove my hands
And you can kiss my rosy, red lips
When you return again."
(Chorus)