I must away now; I can no longer tarry, this morning's
Tempest, I have to cross
I must be guided without a stumble, into the arms I love
The most
And when he came to his true love's dwelling, he knelt
Down gently, upon a stone
And through her window, he's whispered lowly, is my true
Love within at home?
Wake up, wake up, love, it is thine own true lover, wake
Up, wake up, love, and let me in
For I am tired, love, and oh so weary, and more than near
Drenched to the skin
She's raised her up her down soft pillow, she's raised
Her up and she's let him in
And they were locked in eachother's arms, until that long
Night was past and gone
And when that long night was past and over, and when the
Small clouds began to grow
He's taken her hand and they kissed and parted, then he
Saddled and mounted and away did go
I must away now; I can no longer tarry, this morning's
Tempest, I have to cross
I must be guided without a stumble, into the arms I love
The most