I’m going away to leave you, love
I’m going away for a while
But I'll return to see you sometime
If I go ten thousand miles

The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose its motion, love
If I prove false to thee

Oh, who’s gonna shoe your pretty little feet?
Who’s gonna glove your little hand?
Who’s gonna kiss your ruby red lips
When I’m in a foreign land?

The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose its motion, love
If I prove false, oh see

That lonesome turtle dove
As he flies from pine to pine
He’s mourning for his own true love
Just the way I mourn for mine

I’ll never go back on the ocean, love
Never go back on the sea
I’ll never go back on that blue-eyed dove
‘Till she goes back on me
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose its motion, love
If I prove false to thee