Now he's brought down the rain
And the indian summer is through
In the morning you'll be following your trail again
Fair play to you

You'll be leaving, pretty darling, in the morning-time
If I know you)
You ain't calling me to join you
And I'm spoken for anyway
But I will cry when ye go away
I will cry when ye go away

But you'll be killing my heart when ye go away
You'll be killing my heart when ye go away

Your beauty is familiar
And your voice is like a key

Your beauty is a legend
And your voice is like a melody
That opens up my soul

That plays upon my soul
And torches up a fire inside of me
Your coat is made of magic
And around your table angels play

Your shoes are made of magic
And your footstep is the break of day

I must have known you in another life
In another age
I will cry when ye go away
I will cry when ye go away

(River road reel)

Somebody/el torro/mike rogers left their whisky
And the night is very young
I've got some/much to say and more to tell
And the words will soon be spilling from my tongue
I will rave and I will ramble
I'll do everything but make you stay
Then I will cry when ye go away
I will cry when ye go away

(River road reel)

When ye go away
When ye go away