I'm going away to leave you love
I'm going away for a while
But I'll return to see you sometime
If I go ten thousand miles
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose it's motion love
If I prove false to thee
Oh who will dress your pretty little feet
And who will glove your hand
Oh who will kiss your rosy red cheeks
When I'm in a foreign land
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose it's motion love
If I prove false to thee
Papa will dress my pretty little feet
And Mama will glove my hand
You may kiss my rosy red cheeks
When you return again
Have you seen those mournful doves
Flying from pine to pine
A-mournin' for their own true love
Just like I mourn for mine
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose it's motion love
If I prove false to thee
I'm going away for a while
But I'll return to see you sometime
If I go ten thousand miles
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose it's motion love
If I prove false to thee
Oh who will dress your pretty little feet
And who will glove your hand
Oh who will kiss your rosy red cheeks
When I'm in a foreign land
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose it's motion love
If I prove false to thee
Papa will dress my pretty little feet
And Mama will glove my hand
You may kiss my rosy red cheeks
When you return again
Have you seen those mournful doves
Flying from pine to pine
A-mournin' for their own true love
Just like I mourn for mine
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose it's motion love
If I prove false to thee