Long, long ago, someone I know
Had a little red canoe,
In it room for only two,
Love found its start, then in my heart
And like a flower grew:

Drifting with the current down a moonlit stream
While above the heavens in their glory gleam
And the stars on high, twinkle in the sky
Seeming in a paradise of love divine
Dreaming of a pair of eyes that looked in mine
Beautiful Ohio, in dreams again I see
Visions of what used to be.