Girl From
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He sailed
up the Bay while the capelin fog hung
It blotted
the blue sky and blocked out the sun
By wit and
by compass and a little good luck
He made his
way back to
So what
brought him here from a place far away?
Across the
A memory so
clear, just like yesterday
When he
first saw the girl from
Full six
years ago when he'd last sailed from here
On deck of
a schooner bound for
Then off to
He vowed to
return to this
For just as
they'd loosed the last rope from the wharf
He spied a
young beauty alone on the shore
Red hair and
green eyes: a smile he was sure
Would bring
him on back to this
From
Good
Fortune had blessed him where ever he'd sailed
And now his
own schooner he steered up the Bay
In search
for that girl from
What chance
could there be, could he hope for more?
Even more
pretty she walked by the shore
Red hair
and green eyes, with poise and with style
She moved
like the queen of the
And what he
didn't know and what he could not guess
Her heart
too was longing although they’d not met
For this
fine young sailor she’d seen from the shore
When he
last sailed away from her
They met
and embraced as true lovers should
Their lives
they were filled with all things fair and good
They lived
long and happy and travelled the world
On the ship
he had named the '
So, if you
expected a tale filled with woe
Of
shipwrecks and sadness in days long ago
Well you
won’t find them here for no one sheds tears in