作词 : McCusker, Traditional
I must away, love, no longer tarry
 
 This roaring tempest I have to cross
 
 I must be guided without a fall
 
 Into the arms I love the best
 
 When he came to his true love's dwelling
 
 He's knelt down gently upon a stone
 
 Through the window he's whispered soft
 
 "Is my true lover within at home?"
 
 She's raised her up from off her pillow
 
 She's raised her up from off her bed
 
 And through the window she's whispered soft
 
 "Who's that disturbing my own night's rest?"
 
 "Wake up, wake up, love, it's your own true lover
 
 Wake up, wake up, love, and let me in
 
 Oh how the wind blows and how it rains
 
 Oh I am wet, love, unto the skin"
 
 She's raised her up from off her pillow
 
 She's raised her up and let him
 
 They were locked in each other's arms
 
 Until the long night was passed and gone
 
 When the long night was passed and gone
 
 When the dark clouds, they did divide
 
 He's leaned down gently and kissed her soft
 
 He saddled up and away did ride
 
 He's mounted up on his horse and away did ride
 
 He's mounted up on his horse and away did ride