I cannot get to my love if I would dee, The water of Tyne runs between him and me; And here I must stand with the tear in my e’e, Both sighing and sickly my sweetheart to see. O where is the boatman? my bonny hinny! O where is the boatman? bring him to me, To ferry me over the Tyne to my honey, And I will remember the boatman and thee." O bring me a boatman, I’ll give any money, And you for your trouble rewarded shall be, To ferry me over the Tyne to my honey, Or scull him across that rough river to me.