We were very tired, we were very merry -- 
 We had gone back and forth all night upon 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 the 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; 
 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 the pears, 
 And we gave her all our money but our subway fares.