Boston & St. John's

Oh, oh oh oh
Girl, don’t tell me that it’s morning.
Can we keep the curtains drawn?
I haven’t given you fair warning,
but our ship, she sails at dawn.
And it’s true I must be going,
but I swear I won’t be long.
There isn’t that much ocean between Boston and St. John’s.
I’m a rover and I’m bound to sail away.
I’m a rover. Can you love me anyway?
And if some suitor comes approaching,
will you let him through your door?
And what if I return half-broken?
Will you still want me anymore?
And it’s true I must be going,
but I swear I won’t be long.
There isn’t that much ocean between Boston and St. John’s.
I’m a rover and I’m bound to sail away.
I’m a rover. Can you love me anyway?
Close your eyes and dream,
and tell me what you see.
You can tell me what you want,
just tell me that you’ll wait for me.
But, oh, don’t tell me that it’s morning.
Can we keep the curtains drawn?
I haven’t given you fair warning,
but our ship, she sails at dawn.
And it’s true I must be going,
but I swear I won’t be long.
There isn’t that much ocean between Boston and St. John’s.
I’m a rover and I’m bound to sail away.
I’m a rover. Can you love me anyway?
Can you love me anyway?
Can you love me anyway?
No, no, oh
No, no, oh