Darling I have come to tell you,
Though it almost breaks my heart,
But before the morning darling,
We'll be many miles apart.
Don't this road look rough and rocky?
Don't that sea look wide and deep?
Don't my baby look the sweetest,
When she's in my arms asleep?
Can't you hear the night birds crying,
Far across the deep blue sea?
While of others you are thinking,
Won't you sometimes think of me?
One more kiss before I leave you,
One more kiss before we part,
You have caused me lots of trouble,
Darling you have broke my heart.
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