I'd rather be a fish
Down in the deep blue see
Than be a lonely man with-out a love of my own

A fish in the sea, with another to swim with me
And not a lonely man with-out a love of my own

Well
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own

I'd rather be a dove
Up in a tree so high
Than be a lonely man without a love of my own

A dove in a tree, so high it mean we fly
And not a lonely man with-out a love of my own

Well
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
I'd rather be a dove
Up in a tree so high
Than be a lonely man with-out a love of my own

A dove in the tree, so high it mean we fly
And not a lonely man with-out a love of my own

Well
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own

Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own
Without a love, a love of my own