My lover is a fisherman

Oh, my lover is a fisherman,

And he sails on the big blue river;

In his little boat with the crimson sails

Goes he out with the dawn each morning.

With his nets so strong

Stays he all day long,

And many are the fish he gathers.

Oh, my lover is a fisherman,

And he sails on the big blue river.

Soon he'll come for me in the eventide,

In his little boat with the crimson sails;

And I'll sail away down the big blue river

With my lover, mine forever.

Oh, my lover is a fisherman,

And he'll come for me very soon!