My Heart is O\u27er the Sea

Oh many a time I am sad at heart,And I hav\u27nt a word to say,And I keep from the lasses and lads apartIn the meadows a making hayBut Willie will bring me the first wild rose,In my new sun bonnet to wear,And Robin will wait at the keeper\u27s gate For he follows me everywhere. Two summers ago when a brave ship sail\u27dFar away to the golden west,O nobody knew that my heart went tooFor the secret I ne\u27er confessdA mother took leave of her boy that day,I could hear her sob and cry,As I follow\u27d her back to the dreary home,But never a word said I. I say by his mother one Midsummer day,And she look\u27d me thro\u27 and thro\u27As she spoke of her lad who was far away,For she guess\u27d that I lov\u27d him too;She turn\u27d to me fondly and whisper\u27d low,I was worthy her sailor bou,My foolish tears they began to flow,Tho\u27 my heart beat high for joy. But I tell them they needn\u27t come wooing to me,For my heart, my heart is over the sea,But I tell them they needn\u27t come wooing to me,For my heart , my hear is over the se