I met my girl at Woolwich Pier Beneath the big cranes standing And oh, the love I felt for her It passed all understanding
Took her sailing on the river London town was mine to give her
Made the Thames into a crown Made a brooch of Silver town
At London Yard I held her hand At Blackwall Point I faced her At the Isle of Dogs I kissed her mouth And tenderly embraced her
Heard the bells of Greenwich ringing, Flow . . . All the time I had was singing, Sweet Thames . . .
Lighthouse Reach I gave her there, Flow . . . As a ribbon for her hair, Sweet Thames . . .
From Putney Bridge to Nine Elms Reach We cheek to cheek were dancing Her necklace made of London Bridge
Kissed her once again at Wapping, Flow . . . After that there was no stopping, Sweet Thames . . .
Gave her Hampton Court to twist, Flow . . . Into a bracelet for her wrist, Sweet Thames . . . But now alas the tide has changed My love she has gone from me And winter’s frost has touched my heart
Creeping fog is on the river, Flow . . . Sun and moon and stars gone with her, Sweet Thames . . .
Swift the Thames runs to the sea, Flow . . . Bearing ships and part of me, Sweet Thames . . .