I rove to church last Sunday

My true love passed me by

I knew her mind was changin'

By the rovin' of her eye



By the rovin' of her eye

By the rovin' of her eye

I knew her mind was changin'

By the rovin' of her eye



My love is fair and proper

Her waist is neat and small

And she is quite good lookin'

And that's the best of all



And that's the best of all

And that's the best of all

And she is quite good lookin'

And that's the best of all



Oh, Hannah, loving Hannah

Come give to me your hand

You swore if ever you're married

That I would be the one



That I would be the one

That I would be the one

You swore if ever you're married

That I would be the one



I'll go down to the river

When everyone's asleep

And think of loving Hannah

And then sit down and weep



And then sit down and weep

And then sit down and weep

And think of loving Hannah

And then sit down and weep



I rove to church on Sunday

My true love passed me by

I knew her mind was changin'

By the rovin' of her eyes



By the rovin' of her eyes

By the rovin' of her eyes

I knew her mind was changin'

By the rovin' of her eyes