Lyrics
The time draws near, my dearest dear
When you and I must part
And no one knows the grief and woe
Of my poor achin' heart
And how I suffered for your sake
The one I love so dear
I wish that I was goin' with you
Or you were stayin' here
The blackest crow that ever flew
Will surely turn to white
If ever I grew false to you
Bright day would turn to night
Bright day would turn to night, my love
The elements would mourn
If ever I grew false to you
The seas would rage and burn
And when you're on some distant shore
Think of 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 a line to me
So I might know by your handwrite
How times have gone with thee
The time draws near, my dearest dear
When you and I must part
Written by: Unknown Unknown
