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 . . .