Lyrics Turtle Dove - Tia Blake

Turtle Dove

Fare thee well, my dear
I must be gone
And leave for awhile
If I roam away I’ll come back again
Though I roam ten thousand miles
My love
Though I roam ten thousand miles
The sea will never run dry, my dear
Nor the rocks melt with the sun
But I never will prove false to the Bonnie lass I love
Till all these things all be done, my dear
Till all these things all be done
Oh, yonder doth sit
The little turtle dov
He doth sit on yonder high tree
And I’ll make it amount
For th loss of his love
As I will make for thee, my dear
As I will make for thee
Fare thee well, my dear
I must be gone
And leave you for awhile
If I roam away I’ll come back again
Though I roam ten thousand miles, my dear
Though I roam ten thousand miles