Little Mohee

As I was a-walkin' All by the seashore, The wind it did whistle, The water did roar. As I sat a-musing Myself on the grass, Who should come by me But a young Indian lass. She came and sat by me, Took hold of my hand, And said, "You're a stranger And in a strange land. But if you will follow, You're welcome to come And dwell in the cottage That I call my home." The sun was past sinking Far over the sea, As I wandered along with My little Mohee. She asked me to marry And offered her hand Saying, "Father's the chieftain All over this land. My father's the chieftain And ruler can be, I'm his only daughter, My name is Mohee." "Oh, no, my dear maiden, That never can be, I have a dear sweetheart In my own country. I will not forsake her, I know she loves me; Her heart is as true As any Mohee." The last time I saw her She knelt on the sand; Just as my boat passed her She waved me her hand. Saying, "When you get over With the girl that you love, Remember the Mohee In the mountains above." And when I have landed With the girl that I love, Both friends and relations Gathered 'round me once more. I gazed all about me, Not one did I see, That did really compare With my little Mohee. The girl I had trusted Proved untrue to me, So I'll turn my courses Back over the sea. I'll turn my courses, Backwards I'll flee, I'll go spend my days with My little Mohee.