"O father, O father, build me a boat
That down the Wisconsin I may float
And every raft that I pass by
There I will inquire for my sweet pinery boy"

As she was rowing down the stream
She saw three rafts all in a string.
And she hailed the pilot as they passed by
And there she did inquire for her sweet pinery boy

"O pilot, O pilot, tell me true
Is my sweet Willie among your crew?
Oh, tell me quick and give me joy
For none other will I have but my sweet pinery boy"

"Oh, auburn was the color of his hair
His eyes were blue and his cheeks were fair
His lips were of a ruby fine
Ten thousand times they've met with mine"

"Oh dear, dear lady, he is not here
He's drownded in the dells I fear
'Twas at Lone Rock as we passed by
Oh, there is where we left your sweet pinery boy"

She wrung her hands and tore her hair
Just like a lady in great despair
She rowed her boat against Lone Rock
For a pinery boy her heart was broke

"Dig me a grave both long and deep
Place a marble slab at my head and feet
And on my breast a turtle dove
To let the world know that I died for love
And at my feet a spreading oak
To let the world know that my heart was broke."