Carry me, carry me over black water
In a flat-bottomed boat
Through the reeds
My silver, my silver
Is good as it could be
Don't wait, sir, please ferry me
Don't you wait, sir, please ferry me
Here at the landing
She comes with her lantern
Weeping and calling my name
Still lovely as ever
But such pain when I see her
Won't you, sir, please carry me
Don't you wait, sir, please carry me
Carry me, carry me over black water
The hour is coming too soon
Her feet cold and bare on the leaves
As she searches
And follows the moon through the trees
I didn't come from a war
Or from saving another
I was only the victim of
The paper-mill fire
My body washed up
Half a mile from the landing
Won't you please ferry me
Don't wait, sir, please ferry me
Carry me, carry me over black water
In a flat-bottomed boat
Through the reeds
My silver, my silver
Is good as it could be
Don't wait, sir, please ferry me
Don't you wait, sir, please ferry me
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