Swing high and swing
While the breezes they blow -It's off for a sailor thy father would go;
And it's here in the harbor, in sight of the sea,
He hath left his wee babe with my song and with me:"Swing high and swing
While the breezes they blow!"Swing high and swing
While the breezes they blow -It's oh for the waiting as weary days go!
And it's oh for the heartache that smiteth me whenI sing my song over and over again:"Swing high and swing
While the breezes they blow!""Swing high and swing low " -The sea singeth so,
And it waileth anon in its ebb and its flow;
And a sleeper sleeps on to that song of the
Nor recketh he ever of mine or of me!"Swing high and swing
While the breezes they blow -'T was off for a sailor thy father would go!"
