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.