I rove to church last Sunday   My true love passed me by   I knew her mind was changin'   By the rovin' of her eye      By the rovin' of her eye   By the rovin' of her eye   I knew her mind was changin'   By the rovin' of her eye      My love is fair and proper   Her waist is neat and small   And she is quite good lookin'   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 lookin'   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 would be the one      That I would be the one   That I would be the one   You swore if ever you're married   That I would be the one      I'll go down to the river   When everyone's asleep   And think of loving Hannah   And then sit down and weep      And then sit down and weep   And then sit down and weep   And think of loving Hannah   And then sit down and weep      I rove to church on Sunday   My true love passed me by   I knew her mind was changin'   By the rovin' of her eyes      By the rovin' of her eyes   By the rovin' of her eyes   I knew her mind was changin'   By the rovin' of her eyes