The tune is probably older than the words, but this old time ballad tells the story lamenting over parting. Traditional song.
lyrics
As time draws near my dearest dear when you and I must part
How little you know of the grace and awe in my poor aching heart?
Each night I suffer for your sake you're the one I love so dear.
I wish that I was going with you or you were staying here.
I wish my breast were made of glass wherein you might behold
Upon my heart your name lies wrote in letters made of gold.
In letters made of gold my love believe me when I say.
You are the one that I'll adore until my dying day.
The Blackest Crow that ever flew would surely turn to white
If ever I prove false to you, bright day will turn to night.
Bright day will turn to night my love, the elements will mourn.
If ever I prove false to you the seas will 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 note to me
That I might know by your handwrite how time has gone with thee.
credits
from per·fi·dy,
released June 21, 2013
Traditional song, public domain.
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