The world's so wide I cannot cross it, 
The sea's so deep I cannot wade, 
I'll just go hire me a little boatman 
To row me across the stormy tide. 

I give you back your ring and letters, 
And the picture I have loved so well 
And henceforth we will meet as strangers, 
But I can never say farewell. 

There's only three things that I could wish for, 
That is, my coffin, shroud and grave, 
And when I'm dead, oh please don't weep o'er me 
Or kiss the lips you once betrayed.