When cockle shells turn into silvery bells
Then will my love return to me
When roses grow in the wintery snow
Then will my love return to me

Oh waly, waly, love be by me
And bright as a jewel when it's first knew

But love grows old, and waxes cold
And fades away like morning dew

There is a ship, it's sailing the sea
It's loaded high and deep can be
But not so deep as my love for you
I know not if I sink or swim

Oh waly, waly, love be by me
Bright as a jewel when it's first knew

But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away it, like morning dew