My Willie sails on board the tender
where he is I do not know.
For seven long years I have been waiting
to cross the Bay of Biscay-o.
Mary was sleeping her love came creeping
to her bedroom door did go,
Saying, “Rise up, Mary, my lovely Mary,
I'm your charming Willie-o.”
Willie-o.Willie-o.
I'm your charming Willie-o.”
Mary arose and put on her clothes
trough her bedroom door did go,
And there she spared her own true lover
his face as white as the lily snow.
“Oh, Willie dear, where are those blushes,
Those blushes I knew long years ago?”
“Mary dear, while the clay has changed them,
I'm the ghost of your Willie-o.”
Willie-o.Willie-o.
I'm the ghost of your Willie-o.”
They spent the night in deep conversation
Concerning their courtship years ago.
Mary dear, while the dawn is breaking,
The time has come for me to go.
And I must leave you broken-hearted
Down her tears they began to flow.
They kissed ,he embraced and sorrowfully parted
Just as the cocky began to crow.
began to crow.began to crow.
Just as the cocky began to crow.
when will you return again?
When the fishes they do fly
the sea it will run dry
And the rocks will melt unto the sun.”
the sun
the rocks will melt unto the sun.
lalala……