I must away now; I can no longer tarry
This morning's Tempest I have to cross
I must be guided without a stumble
Into the arms I love the most
And when he came to his true love's dwelling
He knelt down gently, upon a stone
And through her window, he's whispered lowly
Is my true love within at home?
Wake up, wake up, love, it is thine own true lover
Wake up, wake up, love, and let me in
For I am tired, love, and oh so weary
And more than near drenched to the skin
She's raised her up her down soft pillow
She's raised her up and she's let him in
And they were locked in each other's arms
Until that long night was past and gone
And when that long night was past and over
And when the small clouds began to grow
He's taken her hand and they kissed and parted
Then he saddled and mounted and away did go
I must away now; I can no longer tarry
This morning's Tempest I have to cross
I must be guided without a stumble
Into the arms I love the most
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