Текст песни Storms Are On The Ocean

I'm a going way to leave you, love I'm going away for awhile But I'll return to you sometimes If I go 10,000 miles The storms are on the ocean The heavens may cease to be The world may lose its motion, love If I prove false to thee Oh, who will dress your pretty little feet And who will glove your hand Oh who will kiss your rosy red cheeks When I'm in a far off land Refrão: The storms are on the ocean The heavens may cease to be This world may lose its motion, love If I prove false to thee Oh, have you seen those mournful doves Flying from pine to pine A mourning for their own true love Just like I mourn for mine (Refrão) Oh, Papa will dress my pretty little feet And Mama will glove my hand And you can kiss my rosy red cheeks When you return again Oh, the storms are on the ocean And the heavens may cease to be This world may lose its motion, love If I prove false to thee