Storms Are On the Ocean

I'm a going way to leave you, love
 I'm going away for awhile
 But I'll return to you sometimes
 If I go 10, 000 miles
 The storms are on the ocean
 The heavens may cease to be
 The world may lose its motion, love
 If I prove false to thee
 Oh, who will dress your pretty little feet
 And who will glove your hand
 Oh who will kiss your rosy red cheeks
 When I'm in a far off land
 refrain:
 The storms are on the ocean
 The heavens may cease to be
 This world may lose its motion, love
 If I prove false to thee
 Oh, have you seen those mournful doves
 Flying from pine to pine
 A mourning for their own true love
 Just like I mourn for mine
 refrain
 Oh, Papa will dress my pretty little feet
 And Mama will glove my hand
 And you can kiss my rosy red cheeks
 When you return again
 Oh, the storms are on the ocean
 And the heavens may cease to be
 This world may lose its motion, love
 If I prove false to thee