C      F       C                          G         C
    I'm going away to leave you, love, I'm going away for awhile,
                F       C                           G       C
    but I'll return to you some time, if I go ten thousand miles.

      F                C          F           G       C
The storms are on the ocean, the heavens may cease to be,
      F                  C                       G          C
this world may lose its motion, love, if I prove false to thee.

         C         F          C                               G          C
    Oh, who will dress your pretty little feet, oh, who will glove your hand.
                 F         C                             G        C
    Oh, who will kiss your rosy red cheek, when I'm in a far off land?

      F                C          F           G       C
The storms are on the ocean, the heavens may cease to be,
      F                  C                       G          C
this world may lose its motion, love, if I prove false to thee.

       C           F        C                                 G       C
    Oh,Poppa will dress my pretty little feet,and Momma will glove my hand.
             F       C                           G     C
    You can kiss my rosy red cheeks, when you return again.

      F                C          F           G       C
The storms are on the ocean, the heavens may cease to be,
      F                  C                       G          C
this world may lose its motion, love, if I prove false to thee.

         C        F          C                           G       C
    Oh, have you seen those mournful doves, flying from pine to pine,
               F        C                          G         C
    a-mourning for their own true love just like I mourn for mine.

      F                C          F           G       C
The storms are on the ocean, the heavens may cease to be,
      F                  C                       G          C
this world may lose its motion, love, if I prove false to thee.

          C        F          C                           G           C
    I'll never go back on the ocean, love, I'll never go back on the sea,
                   F              C                            G      C
    I'll never go back from the blue-eyed girl, till she goes back on me.

      F                C          F           G       C
The storms are on the ocean, the heavens may cease to be,
      F                  C                       G          C
this world may lose its motion, love, if I prove false to thee.