Tide Flows In

One morning in the month of May,

Down by a rolling river,

A jolly sailor, I did stray,

And I beheld some lover.

So carelessly along did stray,

A-picking of the daisies gay;

And sweet she sang a roundelay,

Just as the tide was a-flowing.

Tide flows in, tide flows out

Twice every day returning

Tide flows in, tide flows out

Twice every day returning

I made a bow and said, “Fair maid,

How come you here so early?

My heart by you it is betrayed

For I could love you dearly.

I am a sailor home from sea,

If you'll accept of my company

To walk and view the fishes play,

Just as the tide is a-flowing?”

Tide flows in, tide flows out

Twice every day returning

Tide flows in, tide flows out

Twice every day returning

No more we said, but on our way

We ganged along together;

The small birds sang and the lambs did play,

And pleasant was the weather.

When we were weary we both sat down

Beneath a tree with the branches round;

And what was done shall ne'er be found

Just as the tide is a-flowing.

Tide flows in, tide flows out

Twice every day returning

Tide flows in, tide flows out

Twice every day returning