As time draws near my dearest dear
When you and I must part
How little do you know of the grief and woe
In my poor aching heart
Each night I suffer for your sake
You're the girl I love so dear
I wish that I was going with you
Or you were staying here
I wish my breast were made of gla**
Wherein you might behold
Oh there your name lies wrote my dear
In letters made of gold
In letters made of gold, my dear
Believe me what I say
You are the one I will adore
Until my dying day
The blackest crow that ever flew
Would surely turn to white
If ever I prove false to you
Bright day be turned to night
Bright day be turned to night, my dear
The elements would mourn
If ever I prove false to you
The seas would rage and burn
And when you're on some distant shore
Think on your absent friend
And when the wind blows high and clear
A line to me, pray send
And when the wind blows high and clear
Pray send your love to me
That I may know by your hand-write
How time as gone with thee