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 werе very merry—
We had gonе 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;
And the sky went wan, and the wind came cold
And the sun rose dripping, a bucketful of gold

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