Faithful Sailor Boy, The
The Faithful Sailor Boy
Version from George Spicer
- It was a stormy winter’s night
The snow lay on the ground
The sailor boy stood on the quay
His ship was outward bound
His sweetheart standing by his side
Shed many a silent tear
And as he pressed her to his breast
He whispered in her ear
Chorus
Farewell, farewell my own true love
This parting brings me pain
I’ll be your own true guiding star
When I return again
My thoughts shall be of you, of you
When the storms are raging high
So fare thee well, remember me
Your faithful sailor boy - Without a gale the ship set sail
He bid his love goodbye
She watched his craft till out of sight
A tear bedimmed her eye
She prayed to him in heaven above
To guide him on his way
His last and loving words that night
Re-echoed o’er the bay - But sad to say the ship returned
Without her sailor boy
He died whilst on the voyage home
The flag was half-mast high
And when his comrades came on shore
They told het he was dead
A letter he had sent to her
the last lien sadly read
Final chorus
Farewell, farewell my own true love
On earth we’ll meet no more
I soon shall be from storm and sea
On that eternal shore
I hope to meet you in that land
That land beyond the sky
Where you shall not be parted from
Your faithful sailor boy
Version from Fred Whiting
Words - follow link from http://www.veteran.co.uk/VTC2CD.htm