White Snow Dove

When the last of the wine has sunk in the jar
and sleep fills my weary eyes
then I see my love like a white snow dove
like a white snow dove she flies
for she and I are ships that sail
for a league on the rolling sea
then I see my love like a white snow dove
like a white snow dove flies she
---Guitar break---
come stay by me come lay by me
come pass the long night away
for you fly like a dove like a white snow dove
yes you fly like a dove to me