Drifting on a summer's night
Drinking that good old gin
Thinking about her pretty face
And how she dragged me in
Her love is like the daffodils
That buds in the month of May
As quickly as it does bloom
Fades so fast away
She gave such lovely glances
My heart away was gone
She charmed away my senses
And loved me till the dawn
She left me in the morning
Nearly half past nine
She waited till the clouds did weep
To tell me she'd never be mine
How happy are the hours of love
How quickly they do die
My father warned me of that girl
But listen did not I
Some folks love to fish
And others like to bowl
I loved that girl but now she's gone
To travel this world o'er
To travel this world o'er (to travel this world o'er)
