A silly little sea chantey.
October 5th, 2006 by Jim Clark
I wrote this while in a rather piratey mood. It should be sung from the bow of a ship — preferably while drunk — as you look wistfully over the water.
Farewell to you, my lover true
Farewell and so long for another day
For I sail back to London at the rise of the sun
And the tide shall carry me so far away
Remember me, my darling lovely
Think warmly of me as you look to the stars
For I shall not be far if you hold in your heart
All the wonderful times and these memories of ours
Please do not cry, this is not goodbye
‘Tis only my body that’s crossing the sea
For my spirit stays here with my lover dear
And my heart is forever held captive by thee
Now stand ye tall as I answer the call
Be steadfast in love and your promise to me
For I’ll sail back to you if you swear to be true
And I’ll make you the wife that you wanted to be.
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