There is a ship lies rigged
To my land full of green skies and gales,
And I shall be aboard that
Though my heart is full of
For you are beautiful and
More dearly than the spoken
and I have loved you dearly
More dear than the spoken word can tell
I heard there's a wicked war a -blazin'
And the taste of war I know so very well
They got some fire as we sail into hell I have no fear of death,
But how bitter will be this last farewell
and I have loved you dear
More dear than the spoken
and I have loved you dear
More dear than the spoken
Though death and darkness
And my ship be torn apart upon the sea,
fragrance of these islands,
In the evening waves that
England, I shall watch the
English mist go through the day.
For you are beautiful, and I have loved you dearly,
more dearly than the spoken word can tell.
For you are beautiful, and I have loved you dear,
more dear than the spoken word can tell.
There's a ship lies rigged and
To my land full of rainy skies and gale
And I shall be aboard that
Though my heart is full of tears
And I have loved you dear
More dearly than the spoken
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken word can tell
And I have loved you dearly
More dearly than the spoken