Swing high and swing low

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!"