Broken Love.

Broken Love.
490.3

If there is no change in the ocean
There will be no change in the sea:
If there is no change in you, my love,
There will be no change in me.

Chorus-
For the storms roll o’er the ocean,
And the waves roll o’er the sea:
And the earth shall lose its motion
If I prove false to thee.

I asked your mamma for you.
She said you were too young.
I wish I had never seen you, love.
Or else I had never been born.

I have a ship on the ocean.
All lined with silver and gold:
And before my love shall suffer
It shall be anchored and sold.

Oh, isn’t it sad to say good-by?
Oh, isn’t it sad to part?
Oh, isn’t it sad to leave you, love?
It almost breaks my heart.