We must bid farewell to the holy ground
And the girls that we love true
We will sail the South Sea over
And return again for sure
To seek the girls who wait for us
In the Holy Ground once more
You're the girl that I adore
And still I live in hopes to see
The Holy Ground once more
Oh, the night was dark and stormy
You could barely see the moon
And a brave old ship was tossed about
And her rigging all was torn
With her seams agape and leaking
With her timbers racked and oared
Still I lived in hopes to see
you're the girl that I adore
And still I lived in hopes to see
And now the storm is over
and we are safe on the shore
Let us drink a health to the holy ground
and the girls that we adore
We will drink strong ale and porter
Till we make this alehouse roar
And when our money all is spent
We will go to sea for more
You're the girl that I adore
And still I live in hopes to see
And still I live in hopes to see
that one haughty ground once more