The Water of Tyne

I cannot get to my love if I would dee
The water of Tyne runs between him and me
And here I must stand with a tear in my e'e
Both sighing and sickly my sweetheart to see

O where is the boatman, my bonny hinny
O where is the boatman, bring him to me
To ferry me over the Tyne to my honey
And I will remember the boatman and thee

Oh bring me a boatman, I'll give any money
And you for your trouble rewarded shall be
To ferry me over the Tyne to my honey
Or scull him across that rough river to me


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