When Ye Go Away

Now he's brought down the rain And the indian summer is through In the morning you'll be following your trail again Fair lady You ain't calling me to join you And I'm spoken for anyway But I will cry when ye go away I will cry when ye go away Your beauty is familiar And your voice is like a key That opens up my soul And torches up a fire inside of me Your coat is made of magic And around your table angels play And I will cry when ye go away I will cry when ye go away Somebody left us whisky And the night is very young I've got some to say and more to tell And the words will soon be spilling from my tongue I will rave and I will ramble I'll do everything but make you stay Then I will cry when ye go away I will cry when ye go away When ye go away... When ye go away.