The Boatman Calls From The Lake


A Lone Loon Dives Upon The Water


I Put My Hand Over Her


Down In The Lime Tree Arbour





The Wind In The Trees Is Whispering


Whispering Low That I Love Her


She Puts Her Hand Over Mine


Down In The Lime Tree Arbour





Through Every Breath That I Breathe


And Every Place I Go


There Is Hand That Protects Me


And I Do Love Her So





There Will Always Be Suffering


It Flows Through Life Like Water


I Put My Hand Over Hers


Down In The Lime Tree Arbour





The Boatman He Has Gone


And The Loons Have Flown For Cover


She Puts Her Hand Over Mine


Down In The Lime Tree Arbour





Through Every Word That I Speak


And Every Thing I Know


There Is Hand That Protects Me


And I Do Love Her So