Thy people will be my people my love . . .

Whither thou goest, I will go.

Wherever thou lodgest, I will lodge.

Thy people will be my people my love,

Whither thou goest, I will go!

For as in that story, long ago,

The same sweet love story, now is so,

Thy people shall be my people my love,

Whither thou goest, I will go!

Whither thou goest I will go,

Wherever thou lodgest, I will lodge,

Thy people will be my people my love,

Whither thou goest I will go. . .

For as in that story long ago,

The same sweet love story now is so,

Thy people shall be my people my love,

Whither thou goest, I will go

I will go . . .