Darling fair, the hour approaches
When I will bid this troubled world adieu
I will spurn fine chariots and coaches
For the hold of the master's swift canoe
No, my love, we cannot row together
Out upon the wide September sea
When I cross the Ocean of Forever
In the spring will you still remember me?
When you have gone a-sailing yonder
I'll be a sister to the wind
But I will not rest nor cease to wander
Until I slumber in your arms again
No, my love, we cannot row together
Out upon the wide September sea
When I cross the Ocean of Forever
In the spring will you still remember me?
No reaper's hand can hold or touch us
No swell of darkness raging wild
When the fierce and the mighty breaker crushes
I will come safe to harbour in your smile
No reaper's hand can hold or touch us
No water wide can long divide
No swell of darkness raging wild
No sund'ring water come between
When the fierce and the mighty breaker crushes
When the sage moon rise to guide us
I will come safe to harbour in your smile
We'll meet in fields of evergreen
No, my love, we cannot row together
Out upon the wide September sea
When I cross the Ocean of Forever
In the spring will you still remember me___?
In the spring will you still remember me__?