Storms are on the Ocean

I'm going a 4 way to 1 leave you, love
I'm going a5 way for a 1 while
But, I'll re- 4 turn to 1 you sometime
If I go ten 5 thousand 1 miles

Chorus
The 4 storms are on the 1 ocean
The (5) heavens may 5 cease to 1 be
This 4 world may lose it's 1 motion, love
If I prove 5 false to 1 thee

Oh who will shoe your pretty little feet
Oh who will glove your hands
And who will kiss your rosy cheeks
When I'm in a far-off land

Oh Papa will dress my pretty little feet
And Mama will glove my hand
You can kiss my rosy cheeks
When you return again

Oh have you seen those mournful doves
That fly from pine to pine
They're mourning for their own true love
Just like I mourn for mine

I'll never go back on the ocean, love
I'll never go back on the sea
I'll never go back on the blue-eyed girl
'Til she goes back on me