Gm F
Dear wind that shakes the barley free,
Gm F F/E Dm
Blow home my true love's ship to me, fill her sails.
Gm F
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
Gm F
Forsake her not in times of storm,
Gm F F/E Dm
protect her oaken beams from harm, fill her sails.
Gm F
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
Gm F
Whether he be in Africa
Gm F F/E Dm
Or deep asleep in India, fill his dreams,
Gm F
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
Gm F
Dear snow white gulls upon the wing,
Gm F F/E Dm
I, like you, are lamenting, for my love.
Gm F
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
Gm F
And in my chariot of sleep,
Gm F F/E Dm
I ride the vast and dreamy deep, deep sea.
Gm F
I awake a-weary on the shore.
Gm F
For seven years and seven days,
Gm F F/E Dm
no man has seen my woman's ways, dear God.
Gm F
I a-weary cry upon the shore.
Gm F
Along the shingle beach I go,
Gm F F/E Dm
the wind about me as I make my way,
Gm F
to my weary dream upon my bed.
Gm F
Dear wind that shakes the barley free,
Gm F F/E Dm
Blow home my true love's ship to me, fill her sails.
Gm F
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
Gm F
I a-weary wait upon the shore.
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