One night said Kate to John
"I've had a troubled fancy
I heard the waters roar
And thought upon our Nancy."

"If Tom and Nance should wed
And such a thing there may be
Their marriage might bring forth
A prattling little baby."

"When that dear babe could walk
And just begin to waddle
Perhaps he might come near
And in the water paddle."

"I know he will be drowned
I hear those waters calling,
O pretty sweet baby."
And both began a-bawling

No doubt but it was fate
That brought those lovers walking
To where old John and Kate
Were a-sighing and a-talking

They all sat on the green
While Katie told her fancy
How they did weep and wail
Tom, old man, Kate and Nancy

They all went crying home
Tom, old man, wife and daughter
Each night the ghost doth come
And cries upon the water