We were very tired, we were very merry—
 We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
 It was bare and bright, and smelled like a stable—
 But we looked into a fire, we leaned across a table,
 We lay on a hill-top underneath the moon;
 And the whistles kept blowing, and the dawn came soon.
 We were very tired, we were very merry—
 We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry;
 And you ate an apple, and I ate a pear,
 From a dozen of each we had bought somewhere;
 We were very tired, we were very merry,
 We had gone back and forth all night on the ferry.
 We hailed, “Good morrow, mother!” to a shawl-covered head,
 And bought a morning paper, which neither of us read;
 And she wept, “God bless you!” for the apples and pears,
 And we gave her all our money but our subway fares.

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