Dark Old Waters

(Gordon Bok)

 

Don't be thinking of me,

All away and alone,

On the rolling old sea,

On a foreign ground,

For I laid your keel and that's dandy for me,

 

On the dark old waters,

All alone

Where you go, go well,

And a fair wind home

 

Don't be thinking of me,

All away and alone,

On the rolling old sea,

On a foreign ground,

For I raised your frame and that's bully for me.

 

On the dark old waters,

All alone

Where you go, go well,

And a fair wind home

 

And where will you go

All away and alone,

With your rail dipping low?

On a foreign ground

Where you may wander there's none can know

 

On the dark old waters,

All alone

Where you go, go well,

And a fair wind home

 

Don't be thinking of me,

All away and alone,

On the rolling old sea,

On a foreign ground,

For I hung your canvas and sent you to sea

 

On the dark old waters,

All alone

Where you go, go well,

And a fair wind home

 

And where will you be

All away and alone

When the winter comes nigh?

On a foreign ground

And where will you be when I'm thinking of thee?

 

On the dark old waters,

All alone

Where you go, go well,

And a fair wind home

 

And how stands the wind?

All away and alone,

On a foreign ground,

Will he come as a friend

And keep you from dangers that lie off the land?

 

On the dark old waters,

All alone

Where you go, go well,

And a fair wind home

 

And how stand the stars

All away and alone

In the whispering dark

Of a foreign ground

May they guide you and bless you and the seas you sail on

 

On the dark old waters,

All alone

Where you go, go well,

And a fair wind home.

 

And where will you be

All away and alone

At the end of your tide,

On a foreign ground,

And who'll sing you songs when I'm not by your side?

 

On the dark old waters,

All alone

Where you go, go well,

And a fair wind home.

Where you go, go well,

And a fair wind home.