Oh take me down to the lake tonight,
And leave me there in the cold moonlight,
I’ll wait for her arms to wrap around me,
And carry me down to the blackened sea.
I’ll take her kiss and I’ll take it now,
Pale and lifeless upon my brow,
And I’ll rest down my tired head,
If she’ll lay with me in her water-bed.
The wind will whisper in the willow tree,
But nothing more will say to me,
With your voice soft upon my ear,
My eyes shall not shed another tear.
Oh show me night and show me day,
And one to carry my soul away,
And I’ll not moan and I’ll not weep,
If my spirit you’ll safely keep.
So take me down to the lake tonight,
And leave me there in the cold moonlight.