56 – The sailor boy
It was a frosty wintermorn’, the snow lay on the ground.
A sailor boy stood on the quay, his ship was outward bound.
His sweetheart standing by his side, shed many a bitter tear
And as he pressed her to his heart, he whispered in her ear
Farewell, farewell my own true love, this parting gives me pain.
You’ll be my own true guiding star, till I return again.
My thought shall be of you my love, when storms are raging high.
So farewell love, remember me, your faithful sailor boy.
It was in a gale, she ship set sail, his sweetheart standing by.
She watched the ship far out of sight, ’till tears had dimmed her eye.
She prayed to God in heaven above, to guide him on his way.
And then those parting words she heard, echoing o’er the bay.
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But sad to say, the ship returned, without the sailor boy.
He lost his life far out at sea, the flag was half-mast high.
And when his comrades came ashore, and told her he was dead.
In a letter that he wrote to her, the last lines sadly said:
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