Now he's brought down the rain And the indian summer is through (in the morning you'll be following your trail again Fair play to you / You'll be leaving, pretty darling, in the morning-time If i know you) You ain't calling me to join you And i'm spoken for anyway (but i will cry when ye go away I will cry when ye go away / But you'll be k**ing my heart when ye go away You'll be k**ing my heart when ye go away) (your beauty is familiar And your voice is like a key / Your beauty is a legend And your voice is like a melody) (that opens up my soul / That plays upon my soul) And torches up a fire inside of me (your coat is made of magic And around your table angels play / Your shoes are made of magic And your footstep is the break of day / I must have known you in another life In another age) I will cry when ye go away I will cry when ye go away (river road reel) Somebody/el torro/mike rogers left their whisky And the night is very young I've got some/much to say and more to tell And the words will soon be spilling from my tongue I will rave and i will ramble I'll do everything but make you stay Then i will cry when ye go away I will cry when ye go away (river road reel) When ye go away... When ye go away...