LIGHTLY ROW
1. Lightly row, lightly row, O’er the glassy waves we go,
Smoothly glide, smoothly glide, On the silent tide.
Let the winds and waters be Mingled with our melody;
Sing and float, sing and float, In our little boat.
2. Far away, far away, Echo mid the rocks at play,
Calleth not, calleth not To this lonely spot.
Only with the sea-birds’ note Shall our dying music float;
Lightly row, lightly row, Echo’s voice is low.