Go from my window, my love, my dove,
Go from my window, my dear.
For the wind is in the West and the cuckoo's in her nest
And you can't have a lodging here.
Go from my window, my love, my dove,
Go from my window, my dear.
For the weather it is warm, it will never do you harm
And you can't have a lodging here.
Go from my window, my love, my dove,
Go from my window, my dear.
For the wind is rising high and the ship is lying by
And you can't have a harbouring here.
Go from my window, my love, my dove,
Go from my window, my dear.
Oh, the wind and the rain have fetched him back again
But he can't have a harbouring here.
Go from my window, my love, my dove,
Go from my window, my dear.
Oh, the devil's in the man that he will not understand
That he can't have a lodging here,
Fare thee well,
That he can't have a lodging here.
Go from my window, my dear.
For the wind is in the West and the cuckoo's in her nest
And you can't have a lodging here.
Go from my window, my love, my dove,
Go from my window, my dear.
For the weather it is warm, it will never do you harm
And you can't have a lodging here.
Go from my window, my love, my dove,
Go from my window, my dear.
For the wind is rising high and the ship is lying by
And you can't have a harbouring here.
Go from my window, my love, my dove,
Go from my window, my dear.
Oh, the wind and the rain have fetched him back again
But he can't have a harbouring here.
Go from my window, my love, my dove,
Go from my window, my dear.
Oh, the devil's in the man that he will not understand
That he can't have a lodging here,
Fare thee well,
That he can't have a lodging here.