Water of Tyne

Water of Tyne - Sheila Armstrong (希拉·阿姆斯特朗)

Written by：David Haslam

I cannot get to my love

If I would thee

The water of tyne

Runs between her and me

And here I must stand

With a tear in my eye

Both sighing and sickly

My sweetheart to see

I cannot get to my love

If I would thee

The water of tyne

Runs between her and me

And here I must stand

With a tear in my eye

Both sighing and sickly

My sweetheart to see

Oh where is the boatman

My bonny hinny

Oh 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 troubles rewarded shall be

To ferry me over the tyne to my honey

Or scull her across the rough river

To me