Down By The Riverside
Full many days have passed and gone
How quickly did they glide
Since all my friends at early dawn met by the riverside
In summertime we wandered off
Just four of us as boys
There was Jack and George and Joe and I
Down by the riverside
Where are the boys, those merry boys
Who joined with me in play
Not all have reached to manhood prime in Branch St. Mary's Bay
Some are now in foreign lands
Some in the church yard lie
And few of us are let to stray
The hands of time’s passed o’er our brown
Sprinkled its chilly snow
Our steps are weak
We tother now, the bright waves onward flow
But as I gaze upon the scene I love thee still with pride
As dear in age as youthful dreams
Down by the riverside.