If I Prove False

I'm going away to faraway lands
Yeah I'm going away for awhile
I'll return to you my love
Oh I'll go ten thousand miles
The sun will dry the ocean
Heaven will cease to be
The world will lose it's motion my love
If I prove false to thee

Who's gonna shoe your pretty little feet
Who's gonna glove your hand
Who's gonna kiss your sweet ruby lips
While I'm in a faraway land

Father will shoe my pretty little feet
Brother will glove my hand
And you can kiss my sweet ruby lips when you return again

Chorus

Who's gonna brush your long yellow hair
Who's gonna  pay your fees
Whos gonna father those sweet little babes while im on the rageing sea

Mother will brush my long yellow hair
Daddy has payed my fees
There won't be any sweet little babies while your away from me

Chorus x2

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“Or if you were down one hour/down in yon shady bower/Pleasure would surround you/you'd think on death no more”
from:  Craigie Hill