It'd be in the summertime
I spy a sailor and a lady gay
He said, fair lady, and why do you roam?
A day is spent and the night is on
So young, so stout and bold
Seven long years since the
Bring the dog from off his lily- white cloud
On off the road, he's still here with me
But the others are all away
But the others are all away
Said you may drive him out if you might
Love turns aside and soon gold is grown
The hills are white with snow
She said, I'll never forsake my dear
Gentilly wars and a rape like you
One half of the ring did you win it,
William, I have gold in store
Or am I dark? I'd say not
Or am I dark? I'd say that as
There is a cottage by yonder loo
So it's made to be loyal while
Rain, rains every sunny day