The Storms Are on the Ocean
A. P. Carter
uitv.: Doc Watson
I’m going away for to leave you love
I’m going away for a while
But I’ll return to you sometime
If I go ten thousand miles
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose it’s motion, love
If I prove false to thee
Oh who’s gonna shoe your pretty little feet
Who’s gonna glove your hand
Who’s gonna kiss your red ruby lips
When I’m in a foreign land
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose it’s motion, love
If I prove false to thee
Oh see that lonesome turtledove
As he flies from pine to pine
He’s a mourning for his own true love
Just the way I mourn for mine
The storms are on the ocean
The heavens may cease to be
This world may lose it’s motion, love
If I prove false to thee