Текст Isobel Campbell – Loving Hannah

I went to church on Sunday
My true love passed me by
I knew her mind was changing
By the roving of her eye

My love’s fair and proper
Her waist is neat and small
And she is quite good-looking
And that’s the best of all
And that’s the best of all
And that’s the best of all
And she is quite good-looking
And that’s the best of all

Oh, Hannah, loving Hannah
Come give to me your hand
You swore if ever you’re married
That I will be the one
That I will be the one
That I will be the one
You swore if ever you’re married
That I will be the one

I’ll go down by the river
When everyone’s asleep
I’ll think of loving Hannah
And then sit down and weep
And then sit down and weep
And then sit down and weep

I went to church on Sunday
My true love she passed me by
I knew her mind was changing
By the roving of her eye
By the roving of her eye
By the roving of her eye
I knew her mind was changing
By the roving of her eye