When cockle shells turn into silvery bells
Then will my love return to me
When roses grow in the wintery snow
Then will my love return to me

Oh, waly, waly, love be bonny
And bright as a jewel when it's first new
But love grows old, and waxes cold
And fades away like morning dew

There is a ship, it sails the sea
It's loaded high and deep can be
But not so deep as my love for thee
I know not if I sink or swim

Oh, waly, waly, love be bonny
Bright as a jewel when first new
But love grows old and waxes cold
And fades away like morning dew