Just as the Tide Was a Flowing - 10,000 Maniacs

On one morning

In the month of may

When all the birds

Were singing

I saw a lovely maiden stray

Across the fields at break of day

She softly sung her roundelay

The tide flows in The tide flows out

Twice every day returning

Her cheeks were red

Her eyes were brown

Her hair in ringlets hanging down

Upon her face to hide the frown

Just as the tide was a flowing

The tide flows in The tide flows out

Twice everyday returning

A sailor’s wife at home must bide

She halted heavily she sighed

«he parted from poor me, a bride

I’m widowed by the sea"she cried

Just as the tide was a flowing

The tide flows in The tide flows out

Twice every day returning